Mar 2, 2022
Presenting my Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen and Dylan Brock/Normie Osborn fanfic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Presenting my Jaime Reyes/Bart Allen and Dylan Brock/Normie Osborn fanfic
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
some moodboards i did a year or so back and dont think i ever posted for byteverse!
Nathan/Spider-byte belongs to @werewolfpine !!!
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all characters use he/him pronouns
this post is welcome to be reblogged
Late Night Telephone
Rating: G
Word Count: 253
Relationship(s): Eddie Brock/Dana Osborn
Warnings: None
Additional Tags: Dialogue heavy/Minimal prose, Accidental confessions (sort of) Light sleep deprivation
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It started as a time killer.
Well, technically it started as an after hours review of the work day. But it had devolved into hours long talks about nothing while lounging in pajamas. The line had been quiet for a while, only broken by the occasional passing couple of comments and otherwise backed by individual soundtracks of the city that never sleeps and the rustling of blankets.
“Hey, Eddie? You still there?”
Dana’s voice was muffled slightly- he probably had his face half buried in his pillow.
“Still here.”
“I should go to sleep.”
“It sounds like you already are.”
Dana chuckled slightly.
“No, I mean like actually sleep.”
“Sounds like quitter talk to me. Don’t you have the day off tomorrow?”
“I’m gunna sleep for full 24 hours.” he mumbled dreamily, words slurring together.
As he suspected, already half way drifted off.
“Sounds like a productive day if I’ve ever seen one.”
“G’night Eddie....”
“Night Dana.”
His thumb hovered over the [end call] button.
“Wait...”
“Yeah?”
“I have something I wanna tell you, but you gotta promise not to laugh...”
“I can’t make any promises.”
Dana whined on the other end of the phone, voice further muffled as he seemed to lean away from the phone.
“Okay okay, I promise.”
The line went quiet for a few long moments and Eddie could feel his heart beating in his ears. He was about to ask if Dana’d fallen asleep when an answer finally came, breathed more than it was spoken.
“I love you.”
you + eddie and venom is so cute it is my fave!!
two in one boyfriend!!!
fojiojg i forgot to send one yesterday !! moonlit lake + venom (and your s/i, if you want to) ?
no worries i took forever to get around to these anyway
this is a weirdly perfect palette for this ship you have a good eye anon
vibe check *makes out with venom*
i will never again be able to capture the pure joy contained in this doodle from last year
🃏Eddie!!
50. Greaser AU
Motorcycle enthusiast and part-time diner worker aggressively flirts with and teases local semi-rebellious sporty rich kid as Footloose plays in the background