Don't call me a parasite

dependent eddie brock / venom for unsavedhq by john

[ofsymbiotes]

@ironhrtsriri​

Times like this, there wasn’t much that Eddie could do except let ... Jesus Venom take the wheel. If he had known that Doom was going to do this shit, he would chosen a much better costume instead of buying the first thing he’d seen in the discount store.

Now, Venom was stomping through the party as a human sized black and gooey T-rex, but with a T-rex sized appetite, and Eddie was just quietly praying that he wouldn’t eat anyone. Except maybe Doom. Eating Doom sounded like a good idea. 

“Where is he?” Venom demanded, probably picking up on that thought and trying to locate Doom in the middle of the chaos. He whirled, and his tail smashed into a kid dressed up as Harry Potter - no, Herminnie Ginger, or whatever her name was. “Hm,” Venom said.

You apologise right now, Eddie yelled at him. 

“No,” Venom snapped back, sounding like a petulant child. “We are Venom, and Venom never apologises.”

[ofsymbiotes]

@thwipswebs​

Shit. What was happening? One moment he’d been trying to figure out how to eat with the T-rex suit on, the next moment -- he was tossing the entire turkey into his very dinosaur shaped mouth.

In fact-- it wasn’t him. It was Venom, in T-rex form, black and goopey, and he was going to town. 

Roaring and stomping through the hall, Venom paused before someone who looked like she had cinnamon buns pasted to her head. 

No! Eddie yelled. Not that one! Don’t eat that one!

“Hungry,” Venom grumbled. “You must feed us.”

[ofsymbiotes]

khaavri‌:

“The demon is lucky I don’t have my powers right now.”  Sooraya crossed her arms.  “Whatever, the work topic’s safer. For everyone. He does all the reporting? Everywhere? Across the whole city?” That explained her and Matt’s difficulty in getting to grips with Doomstadt’s journalistic style. “How is that even possible?”

“Yeah, speaking of which, what’re those powers? What’s this I hear about mutants not being able to use them? Like... can you not use them at all? Or are they sort of ... I don’t know, not there? Though that’s sort of the same as not using them, isn’t it?”

He sighed. “Look, the demon’s my buddy, and he’s from space, not hell. Came to Earth, bonded with me - he saved my life a bunch of times.”

A lot of times, Venom piped up. 

“And I saved his, I guess. So.” Eddie shrugged and smiled. “The guys in the lab called him a symbiote. I sort of prefer the word ‘friend’. Thing is, this place is affecting him too -- I think whatever’s stopping you guys from using your powers is also weakening him.”

He nodded when Sooraya asked about the reporting. “Yeah, total state controlled media. I’m pretty sure the Doombots do all the reporting and stuff. You’ve seen them around, right? Those robots that look like Doom. They think they’re Doom too.” 

[ofsymbiotes]

chcsamadeus‌:

[ “There are just some things you gotta do. Doesn’t mean you have to like it.” | @ofsymbiotes ]

he could probably see it that way. he was used to doing what he liked. he fought and led with dignity, he fought against whatever it was that didn’t have the best interests of the planet at heart. he detested it but now he had to make do with whatever it was that they were in considering they were now living under doom’s dictatorship. “i guess,” he muttered, his frustration at having his powers limited and having to deal with a leader that he was not willing to fight for seeping through, “it’s just really frustrating, honestly.” he wondered how eddie was able to push on with a parasite living in his body and live to another day.

“...Or you could say ‘fuck it’ and do what you like,” Eddie said, wondering whether that was him or Venom speaking. Maybe both of them - neither of them were exactly the kind of guy to just lie down and let someone like Doom walk over them.

Losers, basically, Venom said.

“Speak for yourself,” Eddie muttered, before turning back to Amadeus. “So... how’s this place affecting you? I mean, my buddy’s kinda weaker and I’m not really letting him out, so he’s getting these really bad cravings, but I imagine your guy isn’t quite like that...”

[ofsymbiotes]

maryjaneakamj‌:

EDDIE

@ofsymbiotes

“I understand taking the moral high ground and that’s great, it really is. But if we could just––”

“no, it might get you into trouble.” mj tossed the can of spray paint into a nearby trashcan. “i think one thing this guy hates is mockery. good thing is thought he lifted the red ban. glad i didn’t actually dye my hair.” mj crossed her arms over her chest before turning to face eddie. “i know it sucks around here, but you can’t exactly go around doing all of that. i doubt whatever sort of detention facility he has around here is nice.”

“Aw come on, where’s your sense of fun?” Eddie groaned. “Yeah, he hates mockery, that’s exactly why we should do this. Keep him distracted and off his game. I’m sure he has an evil plot, you just know it.”

Sighing, he folded his arms, knowing that he wasn’t going to win this one. “Okay, then. So what’s your bright idea? Just ... go with it?”

We could eat him, Venom piped up.

“No,” he hissed. “First we gotta get close enough to him, and I don’t think even you’re able to do that right now.”

[ofsymbiotes]

Eddie Brock (and Venom) attend Doom’s halloween party dressed as a giant, inflatable skeleton dinosaur. Hey, at least it looks a bit like Venom. 

[ofsymbiotes]

khaavri‌:

[ “That’s a really weird opportunity to have.” @ofsymbiotes​ ] “I’m sorry, you’re talking to me about weird opportunities? Last time we spoke, you were demonically possessed.”

“Oh no no no, you don’t get to turn this around and make this about me. I was talking about --”

Hamburgers.

“Venom,” he hissed, not quite under his breath, “We talked about this. No interrupting when I’m trying to have a conversation.”

He paused, and glanced back to Sooraya. “Uh, sorry. Lost my train of thought. What were we talking about?”

Hamburgers don’t actually have ham. Why do your people call them hamburgers?

“You know, I actually got a position at the news station. Weatherman. I tried for reporter, but apparently Doom does all the reporting himself. Figures, huh?”

[ofsymbiotes]

ofthemysticarts‌:

“’Trebuchet’. Can’t you just say ‘catapult’ like a normal person?” - @ofsymbiotes

“actually no, because i’m specifically referring to the trebuchet - not some common english catapult, there is a difference, thank you.“ stephen responded, eyeing the sweaty and nervous-looking man with a bit of distaste and distrust. “doom doesn’t seem to be the type to stick to one sort of style but he does seem to enjoy his gothic french architecture, oddly enough.” he sighed before looking back towards the trebuchet, “are you sure you’re alright? you seem agitated - and not just by the use of my language choices.”

Truth to be told, Eddie really didn’t care what Mister Archaic English said. Right now, he was just trying to fathom the fact that Doom had catapults. Trebuchets. What-the-heck-ever. 

And Venom was hungry. 

“Are we just not going to comment on the fact that our great overlord has catabuchets, and they’re sort of aimed at his own city? Aka our current place of residence?”

Can we eat him, Eddie?

“No! We most certainly cannot eat him!” Eddie stabbed a finger in the wizard’s direction before realising that Venom was actually talking about Doom. 

[ofsymbiotes]

“Well, facts don’t matter then.” from @antmcnlang​

“No, facts do matter...” Eddie sighed. 

Venom sighed too. Can we just eat him, Eddie?

“What? No! No you can’t just ‘eat’ him, we talked about this!” He paused and turned back to the guy. “Sorry - Scott, was it? I have this condition, sometimes I just stop and talk to myself. Anyway, where were we?”

He paused. “Yeah, facts. I know it’s raining, you know it’s raining, but Mister Super Puumba Doctor Doom says that the weather report has to say it’s always sunny and ‘Doomtastic’. So... sorry, pal. It’s sunny.” He stared at the pouring rain outside.

In the back of his mind, Venom sighed again. 

[ofsymbiotes]

“Ugh, that’s disgusting.” (from @icyandthick​)

Eddie was getting really tired of people judging him for Venom’s eating habits. Come on, they were at Doomonald’s, or whatever it was called, it wasn’t as though it was a five star restaurant and he was sitting in the lobster tank eating the lobsters raw--

“Look, pal, why don’t you just mind your own--”

He paused when he realised that the guy wasn’t talking to him at all. Instead, he was staring at something in his food. Or at least, Eddie thought he was staring at his food. He also thought it was food. “Um, the burger?”

He realised that he hadn’t even tasted it when he had wolfed it down. Sniffing it, he actually paid attention this time. “Yeah, you know what, it does smell a bit like trash.”

I don’t mind. I’m starving, Eddie.

“But if you don’t want yours, I’ll take it off you -- I have a, uh, roommate who’s kinda out of work and wouldn’t mind a bite.”

[ofsymbiotes]

“You have gotta be fucking kidding me dude.” (from @semistcble​)

“No, no, and keep your voice down.” Eddie gestured frantically, pretty convinced that there were cameras everywhere. And seeing how paranoid and dictatorial Doom was, he didn’t doubt that there were electronic ears everywhere too.

“No, I’m serious. I have this... parasite--”

You take that back!

“Fine, symbiote, happy now? Geez, you whine more than a teenager-- sorry, yeah that was him. He’s called Venom, and he’s an alien that’s sort of merged with me. He’s the one who was rooting through the trash.”

Eddie paused. “Because he really likes tater tots.”

[ofsymbiotes]

khaavri‌:

Sooraya had frozen on the spot when she saw - whatever that was.  Nobody else, to her knowledge, had suggested eating a dinosaur. Even not being an expert in the scriptures, she would err on the side of caution and state it was haram. Especially when someone ate it like that.  Perhaps it was the nightmares she’d been having, but her ability to accept strange things had been almost entirely eroded. So, she shrieked at him instead. “That was a demon!”

“Whoa whoa whoa--”

Eddie held up his hands, trying to calm the poor lady down, while in the back of his mind, Venom shrieked I’m not a demon, or a parasite, you take that back right now! 

“No, no, that? That wasn’t a demon. That was, Venom. He’s actually very friendly, and from outer space--”

And very keen on introducing himself, apparently. The next moment, Venom had surged back to the fore, taking over and staring Sooraya down. “That’s rude - I don’t go around calling you a demon.”

[ofsymbiotes]

“No-- don’t eat the dinosaur-- oh my god, Venom. You don’t even know if it’s edible? What if it’s poisonous? Jesus, why do I even bother?”

Flying dinosaur guts. Cool. Eddie didn’t even really know what kind of dinosaur it was, only that it was Some Kind of Carnivore, judging by the teeth. Naturally, Venom was a bigger, badder predator, and also hungrier.

“Alright, you done?” he asked, as Venom slipped away and relinquished his body-- 

Our body, Venom interjected, unheard by anyone except him--

“My body!”

Realising that there was someone staring at him, Eddie sighed and held up his hands. “Before you ask, I’m not really talking to myself. I have a parasite.”

[princekendallroy]

Eyes. Lungs. Pancreas. So many snacks, so little time.