you light the spark in my bonfire heart

Sam | they/them | really digs les mis, tolkien, theatre, star wars, cats, man from uncle | namjoon bias + the ot7 | zac blakely is asexual and panromantic | scott mccall is bi

[simpleapparition]

"Are you in pain like I am?"

its mr tits out vessel sleep token !!

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[thulium]

[thetiredprometheus]

Tolkien only has two kind of elves: Enderenwen the fair, who's eyes hold centuries of pain and yet his gaze is as kind as the first sun in spring, his mother was a nightingale and his father a seabreeze, flowers grow wherever he walks;

And Finwendulenfinfedë, who has killed half of his entire family and is here to fuck shit up

[shittybundaskenyer]

happy iisday for those who celebrate! (also happy new year!)

[hotgirlmeg]

imagine you have a movie with oscar isaac and john boyega and people fixate on adam driver instead. this actually happened

[rogers-carter]

peggy carter + kicking ass

@peggynet | PEGGY CARTER APPRECIATION WEEK 2026 day seven: free choice

[newfleshflavour]

ivy boi

[pigeonstatueconundrum]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Remaining neutral about Eddie Brock was much easier in principle when he’s the unseen ex of your girlfriend, a little harder in practise when you’ve helped him through the worst week of his life.

“Pay up.” Anne flops down next to him on the couch two months later. They’re still fishing bits of the Life Foundation Rocket out of the Pacific, but no evil or chaotic neutral ex-terrestrial goo has been recovered. Supposedly.

Dan fishes the promised $20 out of his wallet, “He finally told you.” -

Dr Dan Lewis would like to stop feeling like the third billed in the romantic comedy that is his life.

[avadaniels]

"Scrooge learns the true meaning of Bisexual Awareness Week" Make Some Noise Season 3 Episode 11

[newfleshflavour]

ぴえん🥺

[xylodemon]

Venom Fic: Us, or Nothing

Us, or Nothing: Eddie/Venom, 3.1K, Adult, inspired by the Last Dance trailer. You are mine, Eddie Brock. And that's nothing new—Venom says that kind of shit all the time. But it's different now, like it's being dragged up from some primordial, molecular plane Eddie can't even comprehend. We are us. And we will be us until the end. I will have you, or I will have nothing.

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As it turns out, Venom can get the horse to go really fucking fast. Eddie's barely scrambled onto the thing's back before it jolts into a breakneck gallop, its tentacle-mane writhing in the wind and its hooves churning up gritty clouds of sand. Dirt and leaves sting Eddie's sunburned skin. He's able to cling to the horse's neck while they're cutting across the flat plain of the farm, but once they hit uneven ground, he starts bouncing around like a drunken pinball, more off the horse than on.

It's been a while since Eddie's been scared of anything; with Venom inside him, he's basically indestructible. But Venom left him completely when they joined with the horse. He feels empty now—empty like everything in his chest has been scooped out, hollowed straight through to his spine—but that space is quickly filling with sheer terror.

The horse jerks to one side as it veers around a bush, nearly laying itself down like an out-of-control bike. Cursing, Eddie scrabbles around for something to hold onto.

Hey! Venom barks. Watch the ears!

Eddie starts to tell them to fuck off—he doesn't need backtalk from his asshole alien when he's this close to pissing himself—but then the horse is pushing up a sharp rise that he just knows ends in a cliff. Instead of slowing or changing course, the thing fucking bears down. Then it jumps for it, catapulting Eddie a good two hundred feet into the air before arcing down toward the valley below.

Leaving Eddie behind.

[Read it @ AO3]

[xylodemon]

venom fic: i will possess your heart (4.9K, nsfw)

i will possess your heart; eddie/venom, 4.9k, nsfw, movie-verse, cuddling, tentacles. Partially inspired by three really awesome pieces of fanart.

Cuddling with your people-eating alien hitchhiker is weird. So is falling in love with them.

Eddie sighs and rolls onto his side. That isn’t much better than lying on his back; now one of the lumps in his mattress is prodding his shoulder. He wriggles away from it and punches his shapeless pillow a few times. He kicks at the sheet strangling his shin.

He bought a new meditation CD the other day — one that’s actually in English. He’s too lazy to get up and turn it on, so he closes his eyes and imagines the narrator’s droning, vaguely British voice. Breathe in, breathe out. Be an orange blossom, turning to face the sun. Breathe in, breathe out. Be an orange blossom, opening for the positive energy around you.

Eddie breathes in. Breathes out. He’s an orange blossom. He opens for the police siren screaming past his apartment.

“Fuck.”

Eddie.

Eddie grunts out, “Yeah,” and rubs his face. His clock is judging him; at the tone, the time will be three-seventeen.

You need to sleep.

He really does; he’s interviewing some Big Pharma asshole at nine, and he has to drive into Oakland to do it. “I’m working on it.”

[Read it @ AO3]

[draconym]

Me: Fuck, the paper towels I want are on the top shelf.

The Sir David Attenborough That Lives In My Brain: Being smaller-than-average presents an added challenge to foraging ... but necessity is the mother of invention. A little creativity turns a baguette into a tool, and voilà--

(paper towel roll falls on my face)

Sir David Attenborough, pleasantly: Success.

[unfetteredautism]

why does he always look like that what is wrong with him i love it

[bonncy]

Go forth in freedom, happy 1 year

[tinymintywolf]

P-P-POKER FACE

[treeofnonsense]

My friend's cat was very upset about going to the vet, so I attempted to capture the dramatic injustice of her capture.

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