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i made unconverted style art of my sona using the angry uc faerie xweetok as a base!

i also did @deathofamemer‘s sona that i made for them a few years back with uc faerie aisha as a base!

[omgtheywerebodymates]

Brain: Ok, time to work on that intercultural communication assignment

Me: On it!...Ok, here it is

Brain: Uh, this is a Venom/Female!Eddie fanfic

Me: Yeah, but they're both from *different cultures*. It counts.

Brain: ...shit, you're right

[omgtheywerebodymates]

Changes: WIP of Chp. 4 “Going Out”

“Why don’t we ever go out?”

The question came out of the blue one night while Evie perched on their couch, focusing on a particular college assignment with Venom draped over her shoulder like a snake. The tv played softly in the background. Maybe it was the commercial for a couple’s night on the town, maybe it was the article Evie had written earlier about new city developments, maybe it was none of them. But whatever the cause, it made Venom realize something.

“Your species appears to roam away from home a lot, but not you,” he observed, turning his face towards her quizzically.

“Ven, we go out all the time,” she replied without taking her gaze from the textbook. “The gym, coffee shops, all those interviews, and not to mention whenever you need to eat—“

“Those don’t count,” he shifted to sit on her book like a cat seeking attention, “I mean going sightseeing, see a movie, some other place where humans gather. We go out, but we never go out together. Why?”

Evie pushed him off, but he just wrapped around her arm instead. “Well, I’m pretty busy you know,” she huffed, annoyed by the distraction. “School, work, etc. Besides, it’s nice at home. I just…don’t really ever think about leaving unless I have to.”

Venom had noticed his host’s tendency to stay in her abode. Most days she wouldn’t even get dressed beyond swapping her pajama shorts for leggings. Some species on other worlds spent their entire existence living in caves and the like, but humans weren’t like that. While he didn’t know everything about humans, he knew it wasn’t normal, at least for her. “You used to get out of your apartment. You used to love the city…” he quickly riffled through her thoughts,trying to find the causation,“…when you lived with Anne.”

Evie paused, regret flashed across her face. “That was a long time ago,” she looked away. “Things are just… different now.”

“You stayed home after Anne kicked you out of her apartment. You stopped going places for fun. You—”

Evie could feel him digging through her memories, pulling up those moments she shared with just her. Moments that were too special to tarnish with the way she was after everything changed. Evie felt a spike of anxiety. Throwing both hands to her cover her head, as if that action alone could halt the symbiote’s actions, she snapped at him “Stop it, you can’t just look though my head like that!”

Her distress flowed through their bond. Venom felt her trying to block those memories. Not the ones with Anne, but the ones that came after. Memories of days where she wouldn’t even get out of bed, where she sometimes forgot to eat, where she just waited around hoping Anne would come back into her life. But, until very recently, Anne was gone and Evie blamed herself. Even now there was still a distance between the two friends. And thinking about how deeply losing Anne made her feel triggered a spiral of negative thinking that Evie was all too familiar with.

Venom spread up her arm to blanket her back. Protecting his host from the world even if he couldn’t protect her from her own thoughts. The symbiote took up his earlier position of hanging over her shoulder, and nuzzled her neck.“Sorry, Evie. Only wanted to help.” Rubbing soothing circles down her arms, Venom hoped to quiet her anxiety.

The warmth he gave off helped her calm down some. She took a deep breath, resetting her thoughts. “I know bud, but …next time ask first before you go looking though my more anxious memories. Ok?”

“Ok,” he gently squeezed her shoulders for emphasis.

“So um, why do you want to get out of the apartment so badly anyway?”

He thought about it. “Sounds like fun for us. I want to see your world. Like we did on the tower that night we first met.”

“I remember that, I alsoremember falling.” Evie still wasn’t a fan of heights, but she was getting better. Venom would sometimes block her senses when they were up high, but lately they were trying exposure therapy to get her used to it. But Venom still tried to stay close to the ground for her comfort.

The symbiote made a motion that Evie knew was his way of rolling his eyes. “We won’t go anywhere high, promise. Let’s go out this weekend, you don’t have any work to do.”

“Mhm, well where did where did you have in mind?”

Venom grinned, “Not telling. You will have to wait and see.”

She shook her head, “Oh come on, and hold on but I haven’t actually agreed to this.” But she knew he had her. Evie was a sucker for mysteries, blame it on her journalistic instincts.

“It’s not like you have anything better to do. We’ll make a weekend out of it,” he gave her his best puppy-eyed look, “you’ll enjoy it, trust me.”

Evie tried to hide a smile by faking a cough. Venom was well aware his small form was adorable to her, and he knew just how to ask for things while looking like that. Her stubbornness had wanted to hold out a bit longer, but was already won over.

“Ok fine, but only this weekend,” she relented, bopping his forehead. “And no heights.”

~~~To be continued in Changes: Chapter 4~~~

Link to first three chapters