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Venom: What is this searing pain?! I feel like our insides are being torn apart!
Y/n eating chocolate: Yeah it gets like that
Venom: How are you calm?!
Y/n: This is nothing, wait until we start crying
Venom: Crying?! I would never show that kind of emotion!
Y/n: You will
A few hours later
Venom crying: I hate feeling like this!
Y/n: I told you
Wanda: What's going on?
Y/n: Venom's discovering the wonderful world of periods
Wanda: Oh I see, do you want to cuddle?
Y/n: Yeah please
Venom: I would also like to be cuddled!
Y/n: Don't you dare overtake me-
Venom overtakes Y/n and holds their arms out for Wanda: Cuddle me Wanda
Wanda sighs:...Okay, but only for a little bit the you give me my girlfriend back
Venom: Deal!
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nicodrawings · 4 months
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Ganke and his dorky spider friends.
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ask-symbrock · 1 year
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((You’ve been challenged by trainers Eddie and Venom!!
I’m moving soon so I haven’t been able to work on asks, so I hope you guys enjoy this 😌 and if you want to ask any Pokémon venom questions I’ll create a separate tag!))
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caelesjjk · 1 year
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entangled | jjk&kth - fic announcement
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⟶title: entangled
⟶au: marvel au
⟶ pairing: spidey!kook x reader, venom!taehyung x reader
⟶ rating: 18+
⟶ genre: romance, smut, love triangle
⟶wc:
⟶ banner: is by yours truly
⟶warnings: nothing for this. Just an announcement. But just know in the future there will be some infidelity type things, sneaking around, and a lot of smutty goodness with some superhuman fellas.
⟶ summary: Jeon Jungkook is Spider-Man.
He saved your life twice. But he’s also been your sweet lab partner in college for the past two years and now someone who is more than just a friend.
You care about him…maybe even love him. But something tells you that you aren’t quite sure what love even is. How could you when you have feelings for someone else as well?
Kim Taehyung is the handsome stranger you met on the dance floor of Club Onyx. You were upset that Jungkook had stood you up once again and Taehyung made you feel like you were on top of the world.
What you didn’t know that night, is the dark secret Taehyung is trying desperately to hide, but the closer the two of you get the more difficult that becomes.
⟶ authors note: hello darklings. This is literally just a little announcement about a fic I’m working on. I don’t have a set posting date, I promise to release it as soon as I can. It’ll be a series. Maybe four parts. It’s in it’s early stages. But I just hope everyone will be as excited about it as I am so please let me know!
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rocknroll7575 · 1 month
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Andi: *Entering her apartment only to see Jaune with a giant Jackaolpe* What... do you got there?
Jaune: *Smoothie in hand sitting next to Juniper* A smoothie
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spaceferren-comics · 1 month
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“FROM NOW ON, WE’RE POISON TO BOTH JAYE- AND SPIDER-WOMAN! WE’RE.. V E N O M !”
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mosquitoking · 9 months
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Fantastic Spider-man universe
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ghostheartfelt · 10 months
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*:・。☆ tags: cafe cuteness (fr), regular customer au, sunshine reader, grown attachments, pervert!venom, fem!reader, first introduction, no use of y/n, she/her prns used
〔☆〕 desc: you meet eddie during morning rush hour, vv understanding man who admires your connection with your customers and dedication towards your job. eddie's hungry for chocolate (n you), you pique interest in the host and his symbiote. very calm and soft start<3 u get both povs basically cause the way i write can b confusing :)
.. ☆ next part | masterlist (tbe)
—✩ RUSH HOUR P. ⅰ ✩—
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word count — 1.7k
a/n: u get both povs basically cause the way i write can b confusing :)
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Rush hour, you thought.
Your coworkers were racing in and out of the kitchen holding platters of fresh baked muffins and pitchers of orange juice.
In the evenings, the café is quieter and calmer - in the mornings, not so much.
You turned as someone called your name and nearly jumped out of your skin.
“Can you get the back left corner table napkins and jelly packets, please? That old woman is just about ready to throw her handbag at me,” your coworker, Becc (short for Becca), had asked you while balancing dirty plates going down both of her forearms.
“Yes, yes, I can—“ you nodded, waving her off as you rushed to the check-in desk, grabbing at a few jelly packs; orange marmalade, grape, and strawberry, as well as a new pack of napkins.
You did as Becc asked, bringing the items to the old woman who indeed was clutching her blue leather snakeskin handbag. “Sorry, ma’am, we’re a bit busy this morning.”
With no reply, she snagged an orange marmalade jelly packet from your hand as you were placing them on the table, causing you to flinch at the sudden action.
You as well unpackaged the napkins and placed them in the metal stand, then fixed your apron and walked back to the front desk as the welcoming bell’s ringing filled your ears.
A male in an olive green jacket and denim jeans, a gray undershirt, and black converse made his way towards the dine-in counter where you stood behind.
He had a scruffy yet handsome face, his hair slightly unkempt but in a way that you admired him. Your cheeks slightly flushed.
“Good morning,” he nodded at you respectfully.
“Good morning,” you replied, “just a table for one?”
You picked up a menu, clutching it to your chest as your fingers trace along the plastic cover.
“Yeah,” his eyes nervously dragged around though you let it go and took it in as some sort of social anxiety.
“Right this way, sir,” you lead the way, your head turning over your shoulder to make sure he hadn’t zoned out, turning it once again at the sight of him trailing behind.
“Will this booth work for you?” you placed the menu down and he slid it over with his thumb and pointer finger.
“Oh, yeah, nice cushioning,” he laughed nervously.
“Perfect - any drinks to start you off? Perhaps an O.J, or a coffee?” you straighten your posture, your shoulders slouched awkwardly.
“Coffee sounds great, side of cream of sugar, if that’s okay?” he looked up at you.
You were a nervous wreck, and he could tell - they could tell.
“I’ll have that right out for you,” you turned and took a step, though he put his hand on your shoulder.
“Shit, sorry, just uh—can I get a chocolate muffin as soon as possible?” his lips overlapped one another as he let go, though you blinked and smiled.
“Of course, I’m sorry, I should’ve asked if you’d like anything on the side.” You bit your bottom lip with embarrassment.
The man was rather distracting, your eyes dragging over and analyzing every feature his face held. He had blue eyes with soft bags, tiresome dark circles and a muscular build. You had an oddly specific type.
“Oh, no, don’t apologize,” he scoffed with a small smile.
You smiled back and turned on the heels of your white sneakers and headed to the kitchen.
“SHE SMELT DELICIOUS,” a deep and grim voice echoed in the brunette’s mind.
“Quit smelling random people like some pervert, V,” the man whispered to himself.
“NOT RANDOM, JUST HER,”
“Well, we can’t eat her,” he bit the flesh on the inside of his cheek as he looked outside the window, his forehead in the palm of his hand.
“WE WILL NOT,” the voice snarled deeply. “GET TIRED OF CHICKENS.”
“I know, V, but you can’t just go around the city beheading random people, so for right now we need to deal with chickens.” He grunted.
“BUT THEY ARE BAD, BAD PEOPLE SHOULD SUFFER AND DIE,” the voice grew louder, irritated by his response. “WE KILL, WE SAVE!”
“Yeah, well, we kill, we also risk our lives, V.”
“SHE IS COMING,” it snarked, evading his head.
The brunette turned his head to watch you walk over to his booth, a muffin and a cup of coffee on a large round tray that you balanced on your open palm, waving at frequent customers with a tug at both corners of your lips.
“I’m sorry for the wait, sir,” you grab the plate and set it on the table along with the mug of java.
“Just call me Eddie,” he nodded as thanks, taking a bite out of the muffin.
You introduced yourself, drumming your fingers on your server book before opening it. “Did you want anything else this morning, Eddie?” You clicked your fuzzy purple pen as you spoke with a bubbly voice.
“WE LIKED THAT,” the voice boomed through his head again causing Eddie to swallow thickly.
“I think we—I’m okay,” he stammered slightly, a nervous smirk curving one corner of his mouth upward.
He was cute, your hip dropped to the side slightly. You bit your lip to suppress a smile, instead giving a small laugh.
“Just wave at me when you’re ready for your bill, okay?” you close the book and turn once again to assist another table.
“HUNGRY,”
“Alright, V, just hold on a second,” Eddie peeled back the cover on the small creamer packet, then poured it into the coffee along with two packets of sugar.
Your fingers dig into the pocket of your apron to take out a few crayons wrapped in plastic and place them on the table along with a kids menu. A small ravenette boy with curly locks and smooth dark skin smiled at you brightly as he took out the green crayon and coloured in the small dinosaurs sprinkled across the kids menu.
“Thank you,” his mother sipped her cup of hot tea, her french-tip nails clicking against the glass as she loops her finger through the handle.
“Of course, what can I start you two off with this morning?” you leaned on your toes, then met back with the ground.
“For him, I think just a small pancake—“ she gently tapped the boy’s knuckles with her thumb, then began signing in what you assumed was American sign language.
You observed closely, watching in awe as he signed back to his mother, an exciting smile never leaving his face as he signed a “thank you,” to you.
You knew a bit of signing from your highschool years, so you replied with “you’re welcome,” enthusiastically, hugging yourself to gesture an air hug.
“A pancake is fine for him, some fruit on the side?” she smiled. “Is pot roast on the menu right now, dear?”
“Yes, there’s about ten more minutes until it’s done, if that is alright with you?” you wrote down the mention of extra fruit in your book.
“As long as it’s fresh, am I right?” she let out a heartwarming laugh, earning a small giggle from you as well. “Oh, and three cornbread biscuits.”
“That’s when it’s best, and sounds great - any juice for the little one?” your eyes dragged over to him craning his neck to sip out of the plastic cup of water that was given to his mother with her tea. Your heart fluttered with baby fever.
She caught his attention once more, signing with her fingers.
“Sprite, thank you,” the mother rejoiced.
You toyed with the hem of your apron. “I’ll have it right out for you two,” you scrambled toward the kitchen.
“WHERE DID SHE GO?”
“She’s helping others,” Eddie swirled the little bit of cold coffee in the bottom of his cup, slowly adjusting himself as he watched you set down a small plastic cup with a yellow lid in front of a child, then a bowl in front of his mother.
You place a straw on the table, then walk back to the brunette who had introduced himself as “Eddie”, which you admired. It fit his face well.
“I’m so sorry for the wait, Eddie,” you smile nervously with your eyebrows pinched together as you hand him his bill and a pen.
“Hey, it’s no problem, seriously.” He took it from your hands, scanning it over. “Thank you,”
“Of course,” you quipped. “Tell me if you need anything, I’ll be back,”
“LITTLE MORSEL,” the voice purred. “WILL WE COME BACK, EDDIE?”
Yeah - yeah, we will, V. Eddie watched you leave to assist another group of people walking into the small café as he took out his wallet, setting down two twenty dollar bills for a tip and his credit card for the rest.
“WANT TO MEET HER,” it grunted.
No, we might never even see her again.
“YOU ARE A LOSER.”
You sped back over, exhaling heavily. “It’s getting busier and busier, I’m sorry for the delay of getting you out the door,”
“No need for all the apologies, seriously,” he scoffed.
“Right, sorry—“ you blinked. “The tip, Eddie, that’s so much,”
“THAT SOUNDS—“
Knock it off, perv.
“I was a journalist, that’s nothing to me,”
Your cheeks flushed, but you thanked him again and guided him to the front desk.
“Any chance you’ll be here tomorrow?”
“YES!” it boomed.
“Actually, I won’t,” you hum sadly.
“NO—“ it snarled.
“But I work every Wednesday through Saturday,” you smiled.
“Okay, good to know,”
Your heart thumped in your chest, you were frozen in place in fear of him actually having the ability to hear, which Eddie himself couldn’t - but he could.
“SHE IS NERVOUS, EDDIE,”
Of us?
“OF YOU,”
Did Eddie want to get to know you more? Or possibly were you just that good of a waitress? God, now you were really overthinking things - is that why he tipped you so much? Did he not actually pique interest in you?
“Are you alright?”
You were so captivated in thought you hadn’t even realized you were still holding the brunette’s credit card in the machine; blinking for you to take it out - you felt your ear tips heat up.
“Sorry, I space out sometimes,” you gently pulled out his credit card and handed it to him, which he grabbed with two fingers.
“Not a problem,” there was a genuine tone on his tongue that delivered you some comfort.
“Have a great day, Eddie,” you waved to him as he left the building which he warmly returned; your heart feeling a sudden loneliness as he escaped your peripheral view.
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aimlovesmusic · 5 months
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Just an Au I’ve been cooking up, feel free to ask questions cause idk where to start with info.
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reaperlight · 1 year
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Venom: Next time you think of eating a chicken, remember that they had a family—just like you!
Eddie: Are you fucking serious--?
Cletus: This is why I order a family bucket at KFC. No one is left behind.
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Venom: Go fish!
Y/n: We’re playing scrabble
Venom: I want lobster
Y/n: Do you have lobster money?
Venom: money is what people use to pay for things correct?
Y/n: Yes
Venom: What if we were to steal a lobster from the restaurant?
Y/n: Then we would be arrested
Venom: Tony would help us!
Y/n: Tony would take us to prison himself
Venom throwing the scrabble board: I’m bored!
Y/n: We’re in solitude because you can’t control your anger!
Venom: the anger I feel comes from your feelings and you are behaving very hostile at the moment!
Y/n: Because of you!
Wanda and Nat watching from outside
Nat: How are you gonna plead their case Wands?
Wanda: They do make it very difficult, maybe the guy won’t press charges?
Nat: His wife is missing her head
Wanda: She was being aggressive towards them!
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nicodrawings · 1 year
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Ganke Lee and his spider friends ❤️
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puppetmaster13u · 8 months
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Batman & Spiderman crossover, with the batfam having a bit of spider bite issues. Honestly is it too much to not have a local creature mutated in Gotham? Especially a giant ass spider-thing?? Why does it seem to get bigger each time they see it??? Aka, the batclan are also a spiderclan with various levels of spider-abilities.
Ideas for names/strongest spider ability: Batman = Spiderbat(?) Mr Anxiety deserves a very powerful spider-sense
Nightwing = Nightslinger(?) He deserves organic webbing that he can use to go places
Redhood = Orbhood(?) Let's be honest, give him the fangs & stingers that some variations had
Oracle = Seer(?) She deserves to have the enhanced senses
Black Bat = Dark Spider(?) Give her the wall-crawling abilities for peak shadow creachur vibes
Red Robin = Red Weaver(?) Let him have the hibernative super-healing
Spoiler = Jorogirl(?) She deserves the enhanced healing factor to go along with her gremlin-ness
Signal = Radiance(?) He already has a bunch of powers but honestly give him night vision too
Robin = Spiderling(?) Allow this boy to communicate with spiders
Jarro = Sparro(?)
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For the 🍯Honey and Venom🧪 AU, I kinda headcanon that the way Reader met the VenomWings is because they took care of one the adults when they were wounded and unable to connect to the HiveMind.
It could be Logan/Wolverine, having gotten into a battle with an enemy and who ended up crashed into a wounded, dazed heap, and Reader spent several hours moving him somewhere safer, then spends the next several days to a week or two nursing him back to health, and he grows attached to this weird-looking dragonet who acts like a hivemate and is sweet as any VenomWing honey. When he is back in the HiveMind he plants the thought of getting Reader to join them, to become a young VenomWing...
It could be Charles Xavier/The Professor, who tried to go on a diplomatic mission, ended up separated from Erik/Magneto and the others, and who ends up being in the company of Reader. Who then proceeds to guide him back to the edge of VenomWing territory, all while distracting or fighting off any dangerous dragons or deadlier prey animals. He would try to invite Reader to join him and his Hive, and if met with a no, finds it no problem to do an impromptu tour anyways (read: he decides to forcefully adopt and kidnap them, and Erik/Magneto is there to keep an eye on them)...
It could be Victor/Sabretooth, who might have ended up imprisoned or was being hunted, then Reader throws the hunters off, maybe even bites two or three. They spend the next several days trying to protect him, all while he is confused as h*ck and slowly growing attached to this tiny whelp of a dragon. The moment they're a few hours' flight from the Hive, he is dragging them back with him, sedated and too dazed and tired to fight him, and he's making plans to get his brother to also adopt them...
It could be Ororo/Storm, who helped Reader find food or water or a safe place to stay during bad weather, and they bonded. Reader would try to tell her stories and share food with her, and Storm would enjoy talking with someone about plants and weather and anything and having the chance to hug them. She'd be the one most likely (after Xavier) to convince Reader to freely come (and yes, both would leave out the HiveMind and VenomWing transformation and if it's the 🥚Tiny Sting🐝 AU variant, the fact they venom would turn Reader into a baby dragonet)...
To be fair, it could be any adult (or older teen, maybe?) who would meet then, grow attached, and try to get Reader to join them. They would all be quick to the idea of another member of the HiveMind, and have no problems with Reader not being a born VenomWing or even a partially a SilkWing or HiveWing like their ancestors. They love them because they are nice and were kind to them when no other dragon was, and because Reader helped them and continued to do so even after things became dangerous.
They'd definitely want to help Reader pick a VenomWing name after Reader was possibly converted. They are just very excited they get to have their new dragonet/sibling/hivemate with them, and are glad that it won't be much longer until Reader does accept them and their Hive as their family...
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changbinholic · 10 months
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Getting drunk on your touch
↬pairing: Bangchan/ Han Jisung|Han/ Seo Changbin
↬rated E pwp
↬Word count: 3.787
↬Summary:Changbin is venom, Chan is his host, Jisung is their neighbour that totally has a thing for monsters
↬a/n: brainworms that came to life because I'm insane ok bye
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oogiedoogieboogie · 2 years
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✨✨Been dead for a while so have a Spider-Man/Marvel!Erasermic Family AU that’s been living rent free in my head for like 3 months ✨✨
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