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bakageta · 9 months

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The first of many WIPs to be posted! This one does get explicit later on, but I haven't included that part here. I'll reblog with a link to the whole fic on AO3. It's also a gift fic for @vexbatch for @fandomtrumpshate I hope you enjoy it! Questions Explicit 5.8k words

Starting over sucked. And yeah, technically, Eddie wasn’t starting completely over—their reputation had recovered somewhat after they’d been proven right—but the transfer from spoken word to written word wasn’t without problems. They’d written much of the scripts for The Brock Report, but articles were different. Articles varied by type, by scope, by publication. Editing wasn’t just done for quality or length but also for page layout in a paper or for ad breaks on a website; things Eddie wasn’t used to accounting for.

It was an intimidating shift, not helped by the fact that they’d somehow managed to secure a job with CIR, the Center for Investigative Reporting. They’d been popular with their show on MNBN, but with CIR Eddie would have the opportunity to cover things on a much larger stage. Only— they had to not fuck everything up.

You will not fuck everything up. Venom rolled over into awareness in Eddie’s mind as they made their way out of CIR’s glass and brick offices and towards the parking deck they’d left their motorcycle in. Their symbiote had done a good job of letting them focus on the meeting with CIR’s editors.

They flushed. It must’ve been the temperature change from the air conditioned building to outside summer heat. “Thought I was a loser, huh?”

In most things, yes, Venom agreed matter-of-factly, drawing an offended squawk from Eddie. But this you are good at.

“Ah— thanks? Thanks.” Eddie ran a hand through their hair awkwardly, but they couldn’t help their pleased grin. “Means a lot coming from the alien slime who lives in my stomach.”

They expected Venom to posture or at least grumble about the alien slime comment, instead their symbiote hummed against their spine in a content sigh. Better.

“Better?” Eddie wondered. They’d finally reached their motorcycle, and when Venom made no immediate response, they slipped on the helmet Venom disliked, revved the engine, and kicked the bike into gear.

They’d tried to time their meeting to miss out on the worst of the Bay Area traffic on their way home from Emeryville and hadn’t been entirely successful. Ahead of them, the cars slowed to a crawl, forcing Eddie to weave the bike's front tire back and forth in an effort to keep momentum as they slowed. It was a lost cause; eventually Eddie had to plant their feet on the interstate.

Times like this they almost regretted the motorcycle. A car would have at least had air conditioning.

We could swim, Venom pointed out, focusing Eddie’s eyes off to the side of the Bay Bridge ahead.

“We’d have to come back for the bike,” Eddie pointed out instead of flatly refusing. They’d quickly learned that Venom usually accepted reasoning, so long as the reasoning made sense.

That is not a no.

"Also not a yes." They crept closer to the base of the bridge. It would be better once they got on it. There would be a breeze.

Venom grumbled in Eddie’s head, but not in any sort of verbal way. It felt more like poking an old bruise to see if it was still there. At least let me be our helmet. We will be cooler.

"Sure." They pulled their helmet off and tucked it into the cargo netting on the tail of their motorcycle. Compromise was good, and anyone who caught sight of them as their symbiote formed over their head probably wouldn't believe their eyes.

Venom swept out from the base of Eddie’s skull in a cool wave over their scalp, face, and around their jaw. For a moment they were blinded, then the span of their symbiote’s glossy, white eyespots opened on the front of their false helmet and they could see. Their field of view was wider like this, and Venom helped compensate for the difference, soothing away the contradictions irritating their neurons. The perpetual toothy grin of their masked head unfurled along their jaw. Immediately, they felt cooler.

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catholic-character-tournament · 10 months

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Round 3 - Catholic Character Tournament

Propaganda below ⬇️

Pope Pinion IV (Cars)

HELLO. IT IS I. THE GREAT AND ALMIGHTY ITALIAN TOURNEY. PLEASEPLEASE PUT HIM IN THERE WAS SO MUCH POPE DISCOURSE ON MY ACC AND HE WAS SOLOED IN THE FIRST ROUND BY LUIGI😭😭😭💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 PLEASE AVENGE HIMMMM

The existence of Catholicism in the Cars universe implies that there was (or at least there was believed to be) a car Jesus who died for the cars’ sins, and I for one would like to see how a car gets crucified or sins. I guess the blood/wine here would be gasoline, but what would the body/bread be? How did they sit at the last supper? What is the layout of car church? How does a car build a church? Do other human religions exist in the cars universe? How does a goddess with the body of a human and the head of a cat translate to a car? Do Buddhist cars rein-car-nate? Do cars have souls?

he lost the italian character tournament, he will win here

Eddie (tw mentions of suicide)

He meets Venom (the alien goo parasite that inhabits his body) in a church. Eddie is depressed and about to end his life and just before he does it goes to church and prays to God to forgive him because suicide is… y’know, a sin. Anyway Venom possesses him and saves his life and they have a crazy relationship/love story and the stained glass window in that church becomes important symbolism for them <3 He is the most catholic man ever

Admittedly, most of Eddie's insanity has little to do with Catholicism, he's just a deranged weirdo (affectionate) but he was suicidal once and went to a church to ask forgiveness before killing himself. That's where he met the symbiote and their relationship has parallels to both marriage and religion.

Listen listen he is the epitome of Catholic trauma. He’s got the angst. The repression. The je ne sais quoi. His whole story is basically very dependant on churches if that makes any sense. Like he tried to kill himself in a church and that’s when he bonded with the symbiote. They stopped a symbiote invasion by fu̶c̶k̶i̶n̶g̶ crying out in agony in a church. EDDIE AND VENOM GOT MARRIED IN CANON IN THE CHURCH WHERE THEY MET. He also has so many breakdowns in churches and we love that for him.

He meets Venom in a church and has a lot of religious moments connected to Venom. They also sort of get married in the church they met at? It's gay. Eddie is catholic and in a committed relationship with an alien and it's gay.

(Cw suicide mention) He's canonically Catholic and has such a funky (read: kinda fucked up) relationship with it. When his life fell apart he went to a church to pray for forgiveness for the sin of committing suicide and to ask God to kill spiderman i think but then before he could actually do anything an alien came down and connected with him (in a gay way) and he was like "are you an angel". Also his sense of morality is totally fucked, its like "if you've done something bad once you deserve to die" and I like to think that's related to the specific brand of Catholicism

killed a cop in church (amazing spider-man 1963 comic, issue 300), had a homoerotic rebonding moment with his symbiote in church (venom: planet of the symbiotes comic), asked jesus to carry out a hit on former coworker peter parker (spider-man 3 movie)

Propaganda for Eddie Brock. The most Catholic guy ever.

#cct polls #tumblr tournament #tumblr bracket #tumblr polls #cars #pope pinion iv #pixar #pixar cars #eddie brock #venom #spider man #spider man 3 #marvel #r3 #polls

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winestrella · 5 years

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stevieshelby · 3 years

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I have reached my final form 🖤

So ready for this Venom 2 era & spooky season

#new layout #who dis #my two faves #Emmett #Eddie #Eddie Brock #Quiet Place Part 2 #Venom #Tom Hardy #Cillian Murphy

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loonika · 5 years

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Tom Hardy #4 Icons + headers

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someiconsx · 6 years

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venomous--fics · 2 years

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A/N: I dug this dumpster fire out of the drafts, and now I'm making it everyone's problem lmao-

Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom x Wife!Reader

Venom used a tendril to hold up a paint swatch. It was a light green, and he wasn't sure why, he really liked it, "I think this would be a nice color for the living room."

Eddie held up a pastel yellow swatch right next to Venom's green, "This should be the accent color."

The two sifted through the rest of the swatches that were strewn around on the coffee table. They were setting them up in groups. The green and yellow were set for the living room, then they set up the kitchen colors. One by one they had a full layout, and they felt rather pleased.

"If we don't do the grey in the bathroom, we could do this blue." Eddie said.

Venom swapped the two aforementioned colors, "The blue fits much better."

The knob on the apartment door squeaked as it was turned, "You guys won't believe what happened on the way home."

In a fit of panic, Eddie swiped all the swatches off of the table and regretted it immediately after. He quickly got down on the floor and started pushing them all under the couch.

"What are you two doing?"

Eddie froze for a second, staring at the mess he'd made under the furniture, "Uhm. Looking for the remote."

Your eyes fell to the remote, which was still on the table. Venom noticed it too and quickly threw the remote over his non existent shoulder, causing it to knock a stack of books off of the metal shelf.

Eddie slowly looked up at you, and you looked between the two, and then to the couch, "Uh, okay. This is awkward."

"Very." Eddie said, still situated on the floor.

Venom's never had the ability to lie, so he was hoping you wouldn't ask him anything directly. If he could sweat, he probably would've filled at least three buckets by now.

"So, really- What are you guys doing?"

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Eddie answered quickly, pulling himself back up onto the couch.

"What's under the couch?" You took a step closer and tried to bend over, only for Eddie to get up and block your view.

"You were saying something. When you came in." He said, guiding you to the kitchen island, "What was it?"

You sat down on a stool and looked over at the couch, and then back to Eddie, "It's not that exciting. I wanna know what's under the couch."

"It's nothing."

Eddie leaned on the counter, trying to look confident in his answer, but he was failing miserably.

"Hey, V." You said, "What's under the couch."

It was a surprise. Venom and Eddie promised it was going to be a huge surprise, so the symbiote had to keep his promise and not say anything. If he didn't speak, he couldn't spoil anything. That's how lying worked, right? No-

You watched Venom's smile slip down into a flat line and his eyes got wide. He looked like he was going to explode.

"Is he okay?" You asked Eddie, concerned for Venom's wellbeing.

Venom slowly turned and looked at Eddie for any sort of help. Poor soul was desperate to not ruin anything.

"He's fine." Eddie said, "But, just don't worry about what's under that couch. Okay?"

You gave one last look over to the couch before looking at Eddie, "Only if you tell me what it is."

"A surprise!" Venom blurted out, "We are- Well, it's....I've said too much. Sorry, Eddie, I just couldn't keep it in."

"A surprise?" You said, raising an eyebrow as you walked over to the couch. You crouched down and stuck a hand under, latching onto the first thing you could feel. Upon pulling your hand out from under the couch, you saw a pastel green paint swatch.

You turned your head back to face the boys, raising the swatch up so they could see it. You looked even more confused than before, "Was this it?"

"Yes." Eddie lied.

"I don't get it. Were you just-" You looked at the swatch again before holding it up towards the living room wall, "Oh! I get it. You two were going to paint this place."

"Totally." Eddie felt relieved, "We were totally going to paint this place."

"Not sure we'll see our security deposit after the fact, but. I like it." You said, fishing the rest of the swatches out from underneath the furniture, "Might be a good change of scenery, though."

"Of course," Venom said, still trying his best to not spill any more beans.

You brought the color samples back to the kitchen island, "I really like this green."

"That's what I said."

You admired their color choices and even listened to them say what was going where. But the more you thought about it, the more you realized that it didn't really make sense anymore. You would look to each room, but then you realized that this place was way too small to have all these different colors.

This place would look like some sort of modern mess if you really let them go through with it. Was there something that you just weren't getting? Eddie seemed to be way too excited about all of this. It was nice to see him so happy and so full of delight, but, where the hell was everything going to go? Seriously.

You decided to just let him have his moment. This would no doubt wind up like scrapbooking did. He gets all the supplies, gets bored and then crams it all under the bed.

"I think these would look great in the kitchen- Or a kitchen." Eddie said.

Why did he word it like that? You guys had a kitchen, sure, not a great one but it served its purpose.

"I agree, but," You looked around, "Where's all of this going to go? Where did this spur of the moment idea come from?"

"Uh." Eddie looked at the swatches, "Wouldn't call it spur of the moment, but, I- Hmm." He rubbed his neck nervously, "It'll make sense."

And that's where you left it. You let them do their thing, but it kept getting weirder and weirder. Most days, the two of them would be gone for hours, and not just for work. And when Eddie was home, at least three days out of the week, he'd spend maybe an hour or two locked away in your guys' room.

You always tried to eavesdrop, but even then nothing really made sense. You were always so focused on trying to hear who he was talking to that you never paid any attention to what he was saying.

Again, you left them alone. Surely this would all make sense. Either they'd show you or you'd just have to make it make sense yourself.

You'd notice the little changes in Eddie. He was a tad bit more secretive than usual, and whenever you asked it was always, "Please don't stress about it."

You weren't stressed, just annoyed. You were starting to feel left out of a potentially important decision or project.

You let your feelings simmer for what felt like weeks. Eddie continued to be gone, Venom wasn't allowed to say anything, and the world just kept spinning. You were holding out that this would all just get done soon. You could deal with the annoyance for a little bit longer.

Or, that's what you kept saying. You threw that decision out the window when Eddie's phone rang and it was a name you didn't recognize. It always didn't help that Eddie practically slid into the room, toothbrush still in his mouth. Venom had to help stabilize him.

When he noticed that you had seen the screen, he dove right for the phone, picking it up, staring at you like he had a million different answers to give you before he hurried back to the bathroom.

There was no way in hell he was going to do this. Nuh uh. Absolutely not. You marched to the bathroom door and waited, leaning on the door frame. You'd let him finish that call, and you'd make sure he'd never get the chance to do it again.

You heard his toothbrush drop down into the cup he kept it in and he said, "Three works. I can be there earlier if need be."

You glared at the door. He hung up a few second later and the door opened slowly, the poor hinges creaking at the action. Eddie nearly jumped at the sight of you.

"Whose Nancy and why are you meeting her at three, Eddie?"

"This seems bad, I know." Eddie was really about to put himself in the dog house, "But I can explain."

You rolled your eyes and went back into the kitchen, "Oh my god. Go figure. There's always an explanation, isn't there? Y'know-" You dropped something into the sink, "-If you wanted a divorce, you could've just asked, Eddie."

"A di- No, no, no, no!" Eddie walked into view, still clutching his phone, "It's not like that, I swear. We have to meet her at three! Us! Both!"

You didn't even feel like listening to him anymore. But you were willing to humor him.

"Do I seem like the type of guy to do something that stupid?"

You looked at him, quizzical. His expression flattened a little, "I'm saying is that I'm stupid but not that stupid."

"I know. I just wanted you to say it."

"I really think you're going to enjoy what we have to show you."

Again, humor him, you told yourself. Eddie has never truly led you astray before, or that you could remember.

"Please? Just get dressed, and we'll head out in a few hours."

You shrugged the whole conversation off, "Okay, fine. But if this is some sort of fucked up murder plot, you really should've saved yourself the time and effort and just done it here."

Eddie watched as you walked passed him and off to the bedroom to gather your things, "I'm not smart enough to plan murder."

"It's true." Venom spoke up, "He's really stupid."

"You stay quiet."

"Are you going to make me?" Venom said, "Because I can spoil this whole thing-"

"Don't do that."

"That's what I thought."

Now, Venom said he wouldn't spoil anything, but since you three were so close to the end goal, nobody said he couldn't give hints.

Venom lingered outside the bathroom door as you showered, deciding to help you connect the dots, "It's a huge surprise."

"I'm not meeting a mistress?" You asked, setting down your bottle of conditioner.

"Not our type, but no you're not doing that." Venom racked his nonexistent brain for something better to give you, "You- Let's see, it's... You can do stuff with it."

"A car." You said, "Also remind me to apologize to Eddie when I get out."

"It's okay." Eddie said from his spot on the floor, "I'm right here."

"I should've known better," You said, "You don't peg me as a Nancy type. Maybe a Jill or a Stacy-"

"You're not helping."

"It's not a car." Venom said by accident.

"Okay, I can cross that off the list."

"You do get to keep it, though, obviously."

They listened as the water shut off and the curtain opened, scratching against the metal rod it rested on.

"Is it an arcade cabinet? Like Galaga? You know I love Galaga." You grabbed your towel and began drying off.

"It's not an arcade cabinet."

"Man, what's the point then?" you sighed, beginning to dry off your hair, "No Galaga?"

"No." Eddie said, "No Galaga. But I'm glad our surprise is no longer cool because it's not Galaga."

"I'm teasing you sour puss."

Eddie smiled a little, checking his phone for the time. You guys still had like four hours left to chill. This was not going to be easy.

"It's something we've wanted for a long time."

"Oh my god!" You shrieked, struggling to get your shirt on fast enough, "Eddie you didn't!"

For a moment, he thought you'd pieced it together, ruining his work. However, that would be his fault-

"A puppy! You got us a puppy!" You nearly fell forward as you pulled your pants on. You whipped open the door, meeting eyes with Venom before quickly looking down at Eddie, "Am I right?"

"No."

"Aw." You seemed genuinely disappointed.

"That comes later."

"Later?"

"This surprise means-" Eddie stopped himself, "No, no more hints. You have to wait."

And wait you did. Not patiently, but you managed. You were practically bouncing off the walls, begging for more hints. You had honestly forgotten about everything else. You had nothing but tunnel vision for this gift. If this gift meant you were one step close to getting a puppy, then you'd take it.

Eddie had to do the childish thing and set a timer for the last thirty minutes of waiting. The two of you got ready, you hastily slipping on your shoes and jacket. Eddie double checked for his apartment keys.

When the timer had gone off, you virtually pulled him out the door, begging and pleading that he hurry up.

You got a taxi, which Eddie was grateful for because when you had gotten closer to your destination, he asked you to close your eyes. This surprise also meant Eddie would be one step closer to a car.

You did as asked and closed your eyes. You were going to implode. The cab stopped and you were so tempted to open your eyes. It was like an itch you needed to scratch. You heard Eddie's door open and close, and a few seconds later, yours opened as well.

Eddie took your hands and guided you out of the cab. Based on how the ground felt under your feet, you were standing on some grass. As he led you towards wherever this place was, you felt the ground change. Grass, pavement, grass again. A yard. This was a yard?

"One second. Wait here." Eddie let go of your hands, "Keep your eyes closed."

You playfully huffed.

You heard a faint voice, followed by Eddie's giving thanks. You really wanted to open your eyes now.

Before you knew it, Eddie came back and took your hand, turning it over and setting something cold into your palm. You turned your head down towards your hand.

"Okay, you can open them now."

You opened your eyes with anticipation. The first sight before you was a set of keys. This is what Eddie had put into your hand.

"That one is yours." Eddie leaned forward a little, "V and I have ours already."

Confused, you turned your head up, and that's when you saw the house behind Eddie. You felt your heart nearly jump out of your chest.

"Ta da!" Eddie shouted, proud of himself, "Like it?"

"Oh my god." You said, before it all began to sink in, "A house- A house! Holy shit, a house!"

"Yes, that's what it is." Eddie said sarcastically, turning around to admire it, "Nice, isn't it?"

"It's ours?"

"It is now." Eddie remembered something, quickly taking your hand and pulling you to the front door, "There's one last thing. It just got here a few minutes ago."

You were still in awe, watching Eddie use his key to open the door. Oh god, this was your house. You felt like you were going to faint. But as Eddie turned the key, you heard a small noise from the other side of the door. It was barking. It was getting louder, meaning that the source was coming towards the door.

"Oh my god." You said for the millionth time.

You took your first steps in and nearly got knocked over by a rather large and excited German Shepard. You've known him for ten seconds and you'd die for him.

"A puppy!" You shrieked, immediately dropping to your knees and loving on the dog, "What's his name?"

"Baxter."

"You pick that out?"

Eddie shook his head, "That was his name when we picked him up."

Baxter seemed comfortable with you already. He hopped around and walked around all the empty space, almost begging you to come along. You got up and followed him, looking around.

"You two do all this work?" You asked, appreciating the paintjob.

"Yeah."

"You went through a lot of trouble."

"It was worth it."

Eddie showed you around the whole house, telling you his ideas for each room, and accepting any ideas you had. The to do list was obviously to get stuff over here, but then to pick up some more furniture to fill the empty spaces.

Eddie watched as you fell head over heels for this house, which he was grateful for because this was a ballsy thing to do. Baxter tagged along, making sure to always be one step behind you or at your side.

"So this is our home now." You said with a sense of finality, "I like it."

"I'm glad because it's nonrefundable." Eddie looked down at Baxter, who looked up at him, "And I'm glad the dog worked out too, because he's nonrefundable as well."

Baxter tilted his head at Eddie's words, almost like he understood. Nonrefundable- Must be food related.

You patted Baxter's head, smiling warmly at him.

"Still has some work that needs done," Eddie said with a sigh of relief, walking into the empty room that would be your guys' bedroom, "But I think it's perfect."

"I think it's pretty great too."

There was a pause as Eddie looked out the window, "Is this cooler than Galaga?"

You snickered at him, "Yes. Way cooler than Galaga."

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mthofferings2020 · 4 years

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kowaiyoukai

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Auction ID: 1050

Will create works for the following relationships: Steve Rogers/Tony Stark - 616, AvAc, MCU Matt Murdock/Foggy Nelson - 616, MCU Angela/Sera - 616 Eddie Brock/Venom - 616, MCU Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier - 616, X-Men movieverse John Allerdyce/Bobby Drake - 616, X-Men movieverse Julio Richter/Shatterstar - 616 Karolina Dean/Nico Minoru - 616, MCU Loki/Thor - 616, MCU Peter Parker/Wade Wilson - 616

Work Description: This auction is for one piece of full color fanart. This will be traditional art, around 8"x10" and created with colored pencil. The winner will receive a digital scan of the artwork. If the winner wants the original page, they pay for shipping. The starting price is $20. If the auction goes over $100, I will create a second smaller fanart for you. I can work with you on various ideas, including other ships not listed here, but please contact me first before bidding so I can tell you if what you want is doable for me.

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piastrisluvr · 2 years

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Eddie Brock and Venom twitter layouts

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#eddie brock layouts #eddie brock headers #eddie brock icons #eddie brock #venom icons #venom layouts #venom #twitter icons #twitter headers #twitter layouts #tom hardy headers #tom hardy layouts #tom hardy icons #comic layouts #venom comics

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nguyeningit · 5 years

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Daily doodle: In the car Drew Venom during a car ride. Click here to watch a time lapse of this sketch.

#art #Autodesk Sketchbook #comic book #comics #DOn Nguyen #doodle #drawing #Eddie Brock #layout #Marvel Comics #sketch #sketching #Venom #work in progress

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zionmantis · 7 years

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Page 1 of 7 of a Spidey comic; written by @dkalban with art by me!

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#marvel #spider-man #spiderman #spideyverse #venom #peter parker #eddie brock #comic page #comic layout #comic inks

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agentbarton12 · 4 years

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my @spideychellesecretsanta gift for @purplefuzzysweater! hope you like this Mar

summary: mj has known she was in love with peter since their senior year of high school. when peter asks her to pretend to be his girlfriend for some dumb christmas party, she agrees, and she realises that she'd do anything for him.

warnings: fluff, fake dating, college au

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mj was undeniably in love with peter. she realised at the beginning of their senior year of high school when on their first day back she was running late cause there was long line at her favourite tea shop and she couldn’t pick up her order, she arrived and found peter waiting for her with a cup in his hands and a dumb grin on his face.

so, of course, when peter runs into the café they always meet up at every two weeks or so when they could spare the time and slams his hands on the table in front of her and heaves out: “i need you to pretend to be my girlfriend at this party”, mj doesn’t even look up from her book when she says, “don’t be stupid.”

peter groans and sits down in front of her. “just hear me out, okay?” he pleads. mj sighs and nods for him to continue, when the waiter comes with tea for her and a cup of coffee for peter. he stared at it funny. “you ordered for me?”

mj felt her cheeks heat up and cleared her throat. “i knew you were going to be late, it’s not a big deal.”

peter just hummed. “anyway, about the girlfriend thing...”

“yes, care to explain that?”

he nodded as he took a sip of his drink. “so you know that prick i was telling you about at my school? brad davis?” the way peter siad his name, dripped with hatred and disdain never failed to make ner laugh.

“uh-huh. with how much you talk about him, i’d think you’re dating,” mj says looking up from her book to give peter a sly grin. he merely rolled his eyes.

mj really had heard all about brad davis. it’s the one consistent thing peter talks about whenever they meet up. the two friends got into different colleges and while peter was off becoming his own person, mj could count on his hatred for brad never changing.

“well,” peter said continuing, “brad davis keeps annoying me about not having a girlfriend and today i guess i snapped. i kinda told him you were my girlfriend? and that you’d be my date to this dumb christmas party he’s throwing this weekend?”

michelle nearly choked on her tea. “why would you do that?”

“i know, i know, the expectation that people in their early twenties should already be in relationships is a product of the toxic societal standards western culture has thrust upon us, but i really wanted to shut brad davis up.”

michelle’s eyes widened as peter went on his tangent because that was the same thing she said to her parents when she had ned and peter over during junior year after they kept asking when they were going to get into relationships. “i said that. you remembered?” she asked scrunching up her nose.

peter shrugged. “of course. i remember everything you say.” michelle felt heat rise up her neck. honestly, this whole loving peter thing was a bit of an inconvenience. “so please, please, please come with me? just to get brad davis off my case.

looking at peter’s pouting face, michelle sighed. “you are so lucky i—” she cut herself off, knowing what she would have said if she wasn’t careful.

“so lucky you what?”

i love you. she doesn’t say this. “so lucky i have nothing better to do this weekend.”

her friend’s eyes widened and a huge smile broke out on his face. “you’re serious? really, you’ll do it?”

“keep asking and i’ll change my mind.”

“oh my god, thank you! you are the best! i love you, you know that right? i will make it up to you and i swear...”

the rest of what peter said was lost to mj. i love you, you know that right? replayed itself over and over in her head. of course she knew he meant it platonically, but the warmth it caused in her chest was undeniable.

***

mj was undeniably in love with peter. she knew this because she was sitting in a subway dressed up in the nicest dress she owned on her way to nyu to pick up her boyfriend for the night.

when she called ned to yell about what she had agreed to (because ned has been mj’s sole confident in everything peter since high school) he just laughed and told her to hope for mistletoe. which was not bad advice. she’d get to kiss peter and brad davis would get to shove it. everybody won.

she arrived at his dorm room and knocked on the door. peter swung the door open with his shirt half-buttoned and jeans unzipped.

he stood there staring at mj not saying anything, his mouth slightly parted. michelle felt her body heat up under his gaze. “uh...you look...” his words died in his throat.

“thank you. you too,” michelle said nodding nervously. peter swallowed.

“uh, i thought i was picking you up,” he said scratching the back of his neck.

michelle shrugged rubbing her arm. “i knew you’d be late.”

peter smiled at that. then he seemed to remember that she was still standing outside. “oh! you can come in. i won’t be long.”

nodding, michelle smiled and followed peter into his dorm. now of course mj had been in his dorm. they’d visit each other on campus as well sometimes. so she was familiar with the layout and took a seat on a chair where a desk sat.

“mj?”

turning around she saw peter’s roommate, harry osborn, staring at her in shock.

“hey, osborn.”

“you know peter told me this whole thing was fake, just to get davis to shut it, so let me give you some advice.”

mj furrowed her eyebrows. “what?”

harry nodded. “you want this to be believable? just act like you always do.”

michelle’s eyes widened. “uhh...i don’t—”

“—trust me.”

peter came out at that moment dressed properly and he cleared his throat. “ready to go...babe?” he added almost as an afterthought. like he was getting used to the weight of the word in his mouth.

“uh, yeah.” michelle stood up, cheeks flaring. “are we doing the pet name thing?”

“i guess so,” peter said shrugging. “unless you don’t want to,” he quickly added.

michelle brushed him off and held an arm out for him. “shall we? babe?”

he hooked his arm with hers. “we shall, darling.”

they walked out the door arm in arm as harry yelled, “be safe kids!”

***

mj was undeniably in love with peter. she knew this because she was walking arm in arm with him to a party ready to piss off a prick by pretending to be his girlfriend.

the party was, in what mj assumed was, brad’s apartment on campus. it was fancy; way more than mj could ever afford. when they opened the door, they were met with obnoxious music and last minute christmas decorations strewn around. mj wasn’t even sure this was a christmas party. just a party that happened to be taking place at christmas time. this alone made michelle dislike brad even more.

speak of the devil, as if her thoughts summoned him, a tall man with broad shoulders and dark hair walked through a sea a people towards them. michelle knew without a doubt that this was brad. she had never met him before, but judging from the confidence so clearly exuded, and the natural douchebag aura he had going for him, she knew this was the guy and so she instinctively wrapped her arm around peter’s waist and chalked up his sharp intake of breath as surprise and not because it was her specifically.

brad greeted peter with a booming, “porker! glad you could make it!” michelle let out an audible groan. great, she thought bitterly, another flash. brad turned his head to her as if just noticing her for the first time. he eyed her skeptically. “wait, are you peter’s girlfriend?”

mj had to fight the urge to roll her eyes. “i am nobody’s anything. peter is my boyfriend.” next to her, michelle saw peter nod along.

brad let out a douchebag laugh that mj was all too familiar with thanks to the four years she spent with flash. “peter was right. you are...feisty.”

michelle’s eyebrow cocked. she isn’t sure how peter sees her, but she is sure that ‘feisty’ is not a word he would to describe her. unless he wanted a punch to the gut.

peter groaned. “i never said that. i said she was her own person.”

“yeah, whatever porker.” brad clapped a hand on peter’s shoulder. “enjoy the party. and merry christmas!”

when he walked away, michelle turned to peter. “i despise him.”

peter chuckled. “join the club. come on,” he took her hand and mj felt sparks shoot up her arm, “let me introduce to my friends.”

“oh, i didn’t know ned was here,” she joked.

“i have other friends, em.”

“sure.”

he led her away to a group of people sitting on a couch. there, she met gwen stacy, felicity hardy and eddie brock. it made sense for peter to have a small group of friends and they were nice. mj liked them.

felicity stood up and offered to get them snacks and she looked at mj with a pointed finger. “vegetarian, right?”

surprised that she knew that, michelle nodded. “yeah...”

felicity sent a wink to peter who was blushing furiously when mj turned to him before heading to the kitchen. he wouldn’t meet her gaze, which michelle found strange. felicity came back with a bowl of chips and the group swapped all the crazy college stories they knew.

at some point, michelle stood up to get a drink and peter decided to join her. they stood leaning against the kitchen counter, each with a beer in hand.

“cheers,” peter said nervously scratching his neck. mj clinked her bottle with his.

“cheers.”

they drank holding hands and facing each other, so whenever someone looked over at them, they looked couple-y. it was peter’s idea.

“can i ask,” michelle asked, taking a sip of her beer, “how did felicity know i was a vegetarian?”

“uh, i may have mentioned it once or twice.”

“why would my diet have come up in a conversation?”

peter groaned loudly. “fine, i talk about you to my friends, no big deal.”

it was a big deal. to michelle at least, because, well, what was peter saying to his friends?

they fell into a comfortable silence after that.

when brad walked passed them, slapping peter’s back, peter cleared his throat and looked at mj. “hey, uh, thanks again for doing this.”

michelle waved him off. “of course. and between you and i, i kind of enjoy having you as a boyfriend. even if it is just for show.”

mj was not a lightweight. she could handle her liquor just fine. but this was nearing her third bottle and the filter between her brain and the rest of her body was slowly disappearing. there was no way she would say any of these things sober. ever.

peter’s eyes widened. “really?” mj nodded. he took a breath. “how drunk are you right now?”

it took her a moment before she responded. “big drunk.”

he stifled a laugh at her. “you gonna remember any of this?”

“i always do.”

he nodded with a smile. “well then, can i tell you something?” mj hummed an affirmative. “i really enjoy being your boyfriend. and i don’t want it to only be for show.”

michelle’s eyebrows furrow deeply. “i...i’m too drunk to respond properly.”

“that’s fine. you can give me one tomorrow when you’re sober.”

the rest of the night, michelle was uncharacteristically quiet. she was deep in thought mulling over what peter meant. by the time peter had called a taxi for them, she had already sobered up a bit. meaning she had thrown up in brad’s potted plant.

peter and mj were standing outside the house in the snow waiting for the car. after thinking it over and debating the pros and cons in her head, mj decided that if peter got to be cryptic and shit, so did she.

“peter,” she called out. he turned to face her, nose tinged red from the cold. “i have something to tell you. the only reason i agreed to be your girlfriend for tonight was because i am madly in love with you and you could literally ask me to do anything and i would. in a heartbeat. i also kind of wanted to see what it would be like to be your girlfriend for a little while.”

letting out a breath, mj realised she was not as sober as she thought she was. becuase that? that was not cryptic at all.

peter was staring at her like a deer caught in headlights, with his lips slightly parted and eyes wide.

“shit,” mj murmured. “that wasn’t supposed to be so direct and—shit. ignore me, please. you can turn around and pretend i never said anything and—”

michelle didn’t notice peter walking towards her until his lips were on her cheek. her eyes immediately fluttered shut and her heart raced beneath her ribcage. it was freezing outside, but mj swore she felt heat spread through her body all the way to her toes. peter’s kiss lingered and mj had to fight a groan of frustration when he finally pulled away.

his face was beet red and he had this doe eyed look to him. softly, he said, “we’re under the mistletoe.” michelle looked up and he was right. over the doorway was a piece of mistletoe hanging. “and,” he began, still as close as he was when he kissed her, “i just really wanted to do that.”

michelle inhaled sharply. “well, are you gonna do it again?”

he did. again and again. as if he was making up for the times when he did not.

***

mj was undeniably in love with peter. she knew this because she was sitting on his couch with his head in her lap and her hand in his hair. she knew this because this was not the first time they had ended up like this and knew it wouldn’t be the last.

also the fact that peter was undeniably in love with her wasn’t hurting anything.

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Venom Reading Order Part 1.

If you, like me, wanted to check out the cool comic book character Venom, only to realize they are an American Comic Book Character which meant 700 issues over 30 years spanning 17 different comic series

This is the list for you

This list is in order of appearance in comics as they were released. The date of release is included for nostalgia factor and for any of yall out there doing theses about a comics place in history.

This fist part of the list includes all cameos, starring roles, and side stories for Eddie Brock, the symbiote, and Venom.

I’ve included small summaries/comments for those of you doing a more casual perusal/looking for a specific issues/are only interested in full starring roles etc.

Special thanks to CMRO for giving me the bare bones layout of this list. Still missed a few but they were a phenomenal starting point and a website I recommend if you’re trying to dive into any particular Marvel character.

I’d also like to thank Donny Cates, who spurned me on into reading my first Venom comic, which coincidentally, is more Venom comics than he’s ever read or written.

And yes, there’s links

Part 1. The Meet Cute All The Way to Baby’s First Mini Series

-Secret Wars #8-12 (December, 1984-April, 1985.) Mid Secret Wars. The story during which the goo is acquired and mistaken for a nifty costume

-The Amazing Spider-man #252-258 (Full story, but as a costume. The silent adventures of the goo and its imprisonment)

-Fantastic Four #274 (January, 1985) Side Story. The great goo escape

-Spectacular Spider-man #100 (March, 1985) Cameo. The goo hides. Also there’s a villain who’s big Thing is being covered in.....spots.

-Web of Spider-man #1 (April, 1985) Full story Goo goes to church

-The Spectacular Spider-man #107-110 (October 1985-January 1986.) No appearance. The Sin Eater arc, in case you wanna know what the FUCK anyone is talking about in the future

-Web of Spider-man #18 (May, 1986.) Cameo. Brief.You don’t know is a cameo until later)

-The Amazing Spider-man #298-300 (November 1987-January 1988.) Full story. The introduction of Venom

-The Amazing Spider-man #315-317 (January 1989-March 1989.) Full story. Escape via murder and re-incarceration via goo betrayal

-Quasar #6 (November, 1989.) Cameo. Attempted escape with banter

-The Amazing Spider-man #330-333 (January 1990-April 1990.) Full Story. Escape via fake suicide and re-incarceration via goo sacrifice

-The Amazing Spider-man #344-347 (December 1990-Mach 1991.) Full Story. The great boyfriend breakout followed by honeymoon. Cameo by My Dreaded Daughter Laramie

-The Amazing Spider-man Annual #25 (June, 1991) Side story. Truck stop of Doom! Otherwise known as a truck stop

-Marvel Graphic Novel #68 (July, 1991.) Full Story. Pretty OOC for the character up until this point, but they have a typewriter!

-Darkhawke #13 and #14 (January and February 1992.) Cameo. A few pages of this jabronie interrupting of Island Time

-The Amazing Spider-man #360-363 (N/A-March 1992.) Full Story. Carnage tim and re-incarceration via spider betrayal

-The Amazing Spider-man Annual #26 (June, 1992.) Side Story. Fist Kill Part 1/3

-Spectacular Spider-man Annual #12(June, 1992.) Side Story. First Kill Part 2/3

-Web of Spider-man Annual #8 (June, 1992.) Side Story. First Kill Part 3/3

-Spider-man Special Edition #1 (November, 1992.) Full Story. The Trial of Venom. The first time its brought up the alien might be in control but also jesus does spider man think in black and white

-Web of Spider-man #94 (September, 1992.) Idk why Venom was in this random truck but they were so now they’re free

-Ghost Rider & Blaze Spirits of Vengeance/Spirit of Venom #4 (September 1992.) Cameo. The start of a 5 part mini-series that’s the comic book equivalent of a homo-erotic supernatural 80′s action movie.Part 1/5

-Web of Spider-man #95 (October, 1992.) Full Story. Part 2/5

-Ghost Rider & Blaze Spirits of Vengeance/Spirits of Venom #5 (October, 1992.) Full Story. Part 3/5

-Web of Spider-man #96 (November, 1992.) Full Story. Part 4/5

-Spirits of Vengeance/Spirits of Venom #6 (November, 1992.) Full Story. Re-incarceration via rando. Juiciest panel of Venom to date. Part 5/5

-Marvel Comics Presents #117-122 (October-December 1992.) Side Story. A dreamy team up with Wolverine

-The Amazing Spider-man #373-375 (November 1992-January 1993.) Full Story. Venom escapes via idiots torturing them and stay escaped. Also known as: that one involving Spider-man’s parents

-Lethal Protector 1-6 (December 1992-May 1993). Full Story. Venom’s First Mini Series

NEXT>>>

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