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Symbiote Simon

NSFW NSFW!!! MDNI 18+ ONLY

big brained ideas over here

cw: monster f◇cking is afoot again sorry, venom!AU, not canon to any universe, gn! reader, uh.. threesome??, symbiote teases simon, takes over his body, simon likes it, you like it, voyeurism??, tentacles but only kind of, dove used a nickname but only once!

simon as a symbiote host, but the symbiote is so in love with you. (naturally)

let's say it's bonded to his body so it can't merge with yours, but had no qualms about taking over Simon's body to get closer to yours.

loves to use his sharp teeth and gooey tongue on your skin

symbiote, charmingly nicknamed ghost, first takes over his body when Simon is hopped up on medication from an injury at work. the gooey black tendrils were wrapping around this strands of his muscle, the curves of his brain, creeping up the side of his face to his ears and eyes.

when it finally took over half of his face, eye completely blocked in white, he felt like he was seeing double. witnessing his body move from a perspective previously unfathomable.

you're so easy to.. manipulate like this

you kept me at bay with willpower alone and now a little bit of morphine is going to give me control?

is it simon?

Simon hates the way the creature says his name, drawn out and low. it's teasing him. teasing the way simon struggles against his own body with a flushed face.

when Ghost had enough control over simon, he goes to find you. he makes sure to keep simon very conscious, though.

got such a good lookin' partner Simon. real nice on the eyes. so sweet to you.. like the way they look at you.

first meeting of you and Ghost goes as well as you'd expect it to. Ghost is touching you, inky black fingers slipping into your shorts, your shirt, anything underneath. hes all teeth and tongue all over you, drooly, sticky. his tongue us half way down your throat before simon frees his right hand to pull it back out.

simon is embarrassed over how much he liked this, seeing you willingly let this monster grab and lick at your skin.

Simon is struggling against him again, wanting to touch you himself. his voice morphing and distorting with the symbiote. "he won't hurt you. I just-"

he just can't take control..~ it's alright simon. you can just watch.

simon wears himself out trying to take control of his body for a while the first night.

thankfully the symbiote is just as infatuated with you as Simon. unfortunately this means he's all over you.

you graciously give into ghost's licking and biting, letting him bend you over the arm of the sofa. he sits back on his heels, thrusting his hips to meet yours. inky black tendrils wrapped around your legs, your abdomen leaving slick trails in their wake.

elbows resting on the arm of the sofa, you rocked your hips steadily. Simon had reservations about how he handled you, but this Ghost.. he was unashamed in using your body for his pleasure. he was pulling your hips back against his own now, hunching forward on his knees.

what do you think, Simon? are you enjoying the show? the way they're so malleable, arching their back so nicely all for me.

simon has never felt more conflicted in his life

you're covered in hickies, bites, drool, god knows what else but you've never looked more enticing

ghost makes you look him in the eyes. he likes watching you shift your gaze away in embarrassment. Ghost allows Simon one of his eyes back when he grabs your face. you're staring into your husband's blown out pupil. you can tell by the furrow of his brow that he's absorbing the sight of you. flushed face, watching Ghost thrust his hips against yours, dragging his tongue over your chest and neck.

look em in the eyes Simon. watch me devour your little dove.

you feel very lucky that this symbiote wants to be in your guts and not spill them.

this is going to become a very good problem

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Heroine and her enemy

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We love to see it

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you do smaller predator x apex predator so well! could we have a chase (with smutty surprise at the end) fic by chance 👀

Oooh it’s gonna get real spicy!

tw: very intense smut, dubcon, predator/prey dynamic, dacryphilia

—-

Your first unsupervised hunt was disastrous. You limped home covered in livid bruises and abrasions. You were sore for days after. Eddie made you fresh bone broth and rubbed arnica into your bruises. He kissed your temple every time you winced. Venom managed to tie up the loose ends and brought you back plenty of fresh game in the process, but there would be no more hunting solo.

—-

The moon is full and the sky is clear. The air is warm and humid and you gulp it into your lungs as you sprint through the park. The dry grass whips at your bare shins. You skid to a stop at the tree line and, under the cover of darkness, you hold your breath on short intervals so you can listen for the sound of your pursuer.

—-

Venom would not even entertain the idea of another hunt without their direct supervision, but they also insisted that you learn to take care of yourself if a situation turned lethal. If Venom had their way, you’d never leave Eddie’s apartment. You’d sit on the sofa, ideally naked, and work on your laptop while Venom fed you slices of intestine or liver. But hunting is good enrichment and it keeps you sharp. Venom knows that sharpness may serve you well someday, so they devised a series of exercises to teach your mind and your body how to negotiate with danger.

—-

Venom’s eyes are well suited to the dark, but it’s their tongue that is their most perceptive organ. They can taste the adrenaline and cortisol on your breath every time you exhale. They can taste your sweat in the air. Sweat from exertion, sweat from fear. Your eyes are wide and glassy. Your chest is heaving. You’re sticky with sweat and humidity and your hair clings too your face. You cannot see Venom, but they can watch your pupils dilate as you struggle to make sense of the shapes in the darkness.

When Venom slams into you with the full weight of their massive body, the air leaves your lungs before you can cry out. You grapple competently at first, then you flail and bite and scratch like a feral cat. Venom finally pins you to the ground, on your belly with your hands behind your back. The dirt feels dry and fine like dust. Venom lifts your head up by your hair and brings their mouth to your ear.

“YOU ARE NOT FAST ENOUGH, LITTLE TIGER.”

You struggle mightily, trying to draw your knees in so you can lift you upper body. Venom presses your wrists into the small of your back and growls.

“BE STILL.”

You huff out a breath of air. Your face feels hot and sticky with sweat. Tears sting your eyes and you let out a throaty sob. You want so badly to be able to fend for yourself.

Venom releases your wrists and wraps both arms around you. They pull you onto your knees and into their chest. They rest their head on top of yours. You can feel them purr, low and rumbling, through your back and right into your chest. It obscures the feel of your own beating heart. Your face is gritty with dirt and tears leave streaks down your cheeks. You lean back into Venom, letting your head rest on their shoulder. Your sobs are racking and coughing now. Venom lets their tongue reach between your breast. It is a gesture of intimacy when Venom feels for your heartbeat through their prehensile tongue.

Venom nuzzles the side of your face and brings their tongue up to taste your warm, salty tears. They breathe deeply and slowly. Your body feels bundled with tension. They gently rub the tops of your thighs and nibble your shoulder. You sniffle and sigh. Venom feels for the changes in your heart and respiration rates. Little by little, your body quiets in response to their succor. Your mind quiets too, and when Venom brings their hands up your body to cup your breasts and rub their thumbs over your nipples, you’re receptive to their affection.

Venom smiles and licks your ear. Your giggle at first, then moan softly. You can feel Venom’s erection growing behind you. They reach into your shorts and stimulate your clit with one large ring finger and bring the other hand up to wrap it around your throat.

—-

Venom thrusts into you hard, bracing your hips with both hands. Your eyes roll back in your head. On your knees and elbows with Venom behind you, they feel even more massive inside you. You come silently, but Venom feels you pulsing around their cock and bends to kiss down your spine in response. They grip your hips and growl as they come into you.

—-

Venom insists on feeding you in the bathtub. The hot water is soothing and the smell of meat perks your appetite. Venom licks the blood from your chin. You will be a strong predator, but for now you need Venom. Venom, for their part, needs you as well.

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Send me them primal kink requests. Also dacryphilia. Now’s your chance let’s gooooooooo!

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Part three of this unhinged nightmare sex romp.

Parts one and two, respectively, are linked if you want to relive the magic.

Eddie is in awe of you and doesn’t hesitate to say so. Your help parsing classified documents related to the manufacture and distribution of defective pharmaceuticals to VA clinics all over the US helped take down a billion dollar corporation and now a CEO is facing extradition and prison time. Your ability to articulate esoteric scientific and pharmacological language for the lay person, namely Eddie, is a latent talent and Eddie believes you have a future as a science journalist or at the very least, a consultant. When the two of you sit down for dinner together, the conversation is always interesting. When you lay your head on Eddie’s bare chest at night, he whispers praises into your hair and let’s his fingers wander up and down your naked back.

With Venom, the dynamic is entirely different. There is a part of you that craves flesh, and that part of you recognizes Venom as your superior. When they crack a thick femur in half like a crab leg, your mouth waters in anticipation. Venom knows this is your favorite, and they relish watching you gnaw and suck absentmindedly at offal leftover from an adventure in predation. Venom has never had something to protect, other than Eddie of course, and they’re often overwhelmed by the primal urge to provide for and protect you. You’re so ill suited to being a predator, but your appetite is voracious and inwardly Venom can’t help but beam with pride at the sheer volume of meat you’re able to put away. When you look up at Venom with a mouthful of sweetbreads, blood running down your chin, a few runlets making their way down your neck - it’s almost too much and they have to actively fight the urge to take you right then and there.

—-

Tonight you’re laying on the floor on your back ruining one of Eddie’s t-shirts with the riblets of a serial murder who, before becoming prey himself, targeted vulnerable unhoused people in the tent communities around San Francisco. When Venom approaches, your knees draw up instinctively to protect your own vital organs and your prize. Venom has no interest in taking away your food and runs a hand down your inner thigh, purring and clicking to sooth you. You relax into Venom’s touch and exhale a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

“FINISH YOUR DINNER.”

—-

Venom sucks at one and kneads the other with their massive hand. Their teeth graze the sensitive bud of your nipple and your suck in air through your teeth. Venom clicks and growls from a low place in their chest and works their thumb into your mouth. You suck obediently and arch your body into Venom. Their pelvis is so wide and you let your thighs open as far as they can. Their erection rests on your belly. Venom sits up on their knees and pushes themselves inside you with one hand while grabbing your face with the other. You wince at the stretch and Venom nuzzles your neck and licks at your mouth in response. Their hot breathe and the warmth of their chest and their wordless encouragement eases the tension in your thighs and abdomen. You sigh deeply as Venom pushes into you completely. They still inside of you.

“GOOD, LITTLE ONE. SO PERFECT FOR US.”

Your eyelids flutter and you make a soft noise from the back of your throat. As Venom begins moving inside of you, they growl in time with your breathing. They keep the rhythm slow and build you up lazily to your orgasm. You whine and wrap your arms around Venom’s neck and they put one arm around your waist to steady you through their last powerful, slow thrusts as they come inside of you in a warm gush of especially sticky, pearly white essence that leaks from you as Venom softens inside you. Venom licks the sweat from your face and neck and between your breasts as you pant.

—-

You fall asleep with Venom still inside you and it endears you to them in a way that is incomprehensible even to Venom. When they finally pull out of you, it’s so that they can bring your back into their chest and embrace you. They nibble your shoulder and breathe in the smell of your hair.

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Soap would use those neon condoms that glow in the dark and pretend his dick is a lightsaber.

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I feel like Venom would do this. Don’t ask me why. I cannot articulate my reasoning.

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Imagine if Dan got his own symbiote.

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I’m rewatching Venom and y’all, Dan in such a gentle human. He runs interference when the restaurant is about to call the cops on Eddie. He takes Eddie to the hospital and gets him straight to radiology. Dan gets those labs done with a quickness. Dan is determined to get Eddie a diagnosis and a treatment plan.

King behavior.

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Dan could have been written so differently, too. Eddie cost Anne her career and showed up to plead for her help at...like, such an inappropriate time (though I do feel that having your organs slowly eaten by an alien trumps social niceties). He could have told Eddie to back off, find a therapist, get his ass to the ER.

But no! 'Don't call the police; this man is sick,' he implores the maitre'd. Like a champion.

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When Dr. Dan recited Hippocratic Oath he did not stutter.

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More rewatch thoughts - After spending most of the movie watching Carlton Drake treat Dr. Skirth - who has a PhD in Astrobiology - like an unpaid intern, it feels viscerally satisfying when Eddie chilliwhops him on that flight deck. Carlton Drake is a smug dork with a glass jaw and it warms my soul to watch him get bounced off the pavement by a good natured idiot.

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I’m rewatching Venom and y’all, Dan in such a gentle human. He runs interference when the restaurant is about to call the cops on Eddie. He takes Eddie to the hospital and gets him straight to radiology. Dan gets those labs done with a quickness. Dan is determined to get Eddie a diagnosis and a treatment plan.

King behavior.

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Fem reader discreet public sex with the venom equiv of fingers leading to sex (public or at home, dealer's choice)

OR

"Just wait until we get you home, little morsel, you will be sorry then."

(Or both, I can't tell you want to do.)

NOW IT’S A PARTY.

tw: smut, drunk sex

Your sundress is distracting for Eddie, but for Venom seeing your bare thighs, the slip peak out from the hem, as you take your seat for brunch - well it’s an absolutely cage-rattling experience. Eddie figured casual brunch with some of your mutual friends would be a low-pressure third date. Eat eggs Benedict, drink mimosas, help you into an Uber afterwards.

Experience has taught Eddie that it’s really best to ease potential romantic partners in to the idea that dating Eddie includes dating Venom and Venom is… well he’s a 10 foot tall extraterrestrial predator. That’s the kind of thing you work up to when you’re in the early stage of a relationship.

Maybe it’s because he’s in a bit of a dry spell. Maybe it’s because Venom has a thing for floral print and thighs. Maybe it’s because the lunatic behind the bar makes mimosas with both champagne AND vodka. Venom is in rare form, listing all of the things they’d like to do to you - in alphabetical order, inexplicably - and making extremely unhelpful suggestions about how Eddie might convince you to walk with him the few blocks back to his apartment instead of taking an Uber home by yourself.

“TELL HER WE HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW HER.”

“I don’t have anything to show her.”

“YES WE DO.”

Venom pulls rank and give Eddie a sudden throbbing erection.

—-

The mimosas seem a little strong, but you’re not driving and you’ve got nothing else going on today, so you spend brunch talking and laughing and getting a pretty solid buzz on. Eddie is oddly quiet, but he watches you closely and places his hand on your thigh when he reaches for the check. He gives it a squeeze as he hands his card to the server. You don’t object. Eddie’s hands are large and warm and it feels pleasant that he wants to put them on you.

Venom can feel you through Eddie’s hands, and they find your thigh very enticing. Venom is exceedingly sensitive to all manner of tactile sensations - the coolness of your skin, the soft texture, the way the flesh gives with pressure under the pads of Eddie’s fingers. Venom could easily make a meal of you with their hands alone. The subtle warmth from where your thighs meet is intoxicating, and Eddie has to remind Venom that this is strictly a social occasion.

Venom calls Eddie a candy ass.

—-

Standing up after four mimosas (with vodka) is considerably harder than sitting in a patio chair, and you link your arm under Eddie’s for balance. You don’t feel entirely confident that you can handle a 20 minute Uber ride home.

“You live up a couple of blocks, right? Can we go back to your place? I need to sleep off the mimosas.”

—-

The walk seems to do you some good, but when you speak, your word are just a little too fuzzy around the edges for Eddie to believe that you’ve actually sobered up. Venom is positively giddy in Eddie’s head.

Eddie expects you to make yourself comfortable on the sofa. He’s taken aback when you make your way straight to his bed, crawl in, and pass out on your belly with your shoes still on. Eddie takes off your flats and puts two Advil and glass of water next to you on the bedside table. He fluffs a couple of pillows and settles next to you so that he can read and, should he need to, help you to the bathroom to vomit. You’re adorable when you’re asleep, and Venom purrs deeply in Eddie’s chest in time with your breathing. They let their own body heat radiate to keep you comfortable. They reach out with an inky appendage and stroke your arm gingerly.

—-

You wake up in Eddie’s bed a few hours later, feeling a little fuzzy but otherwise well rested. You sit up on your knees.

“You okay? You need some water or anything?”

Eddie reaches across the bed to offer you the water and Advil. He watches, seemingly mesmerized, as you gulp them down and place the glass back on the table. You take a couple of deep breaths and Eddie places his hand on your shoulder gently and rubs your skin gently with his thumb. He searches your face. You slept for a long time and he wants to know that you’re feeling okay. He pushes your hair behind your ear and you blink at him. Your face is relaxed and seeing the softness in you eyes relieves Eddie. The two of you are still very new to each other and he did not expect you bring you back to his apartment drunk for a three hour nap.

And he certainly didn’t expect you to lean over and kiss him. Venom, however, is not at all surprised and is perfectly happy to take the reins on Eddie’s behalf.

—-

Venom flips you over before you know what’s happening, but the warmth of their large, firm body and the low purr in their chest is soothing. Their tongue is intimidating and you tense when their teeth come into focus, but they nuzzle into your neck and you relax again.

To the touch, Venom is buttery soft for you. Feeling you tense underneath them was warning enough that they should bridle some of their inherent intensity so as not to overwhelm you. Venom has the capacity for spectacular violence, but they are perfectly capable of gentleness with their nimble appendages and even their large frame.

Venom explores your body with all of the reserve they can muster, flattening their tongue to taste the skin of your thighs, your stomach, your breast. You giggle when they nip your inner thigh, then gasp and moan when their tongue finds its way inside you. Venom’s control slips when they feel you contract around them and they push deeper. Your cheeks and chest are flushed and your breasts bounce in time with the thrust of Venom’s tongue. Venom growls into you when they feel you orgasm. They crawl up your body and lick your mouth as you gasp for air. The site of you undoes Venom and he flips you over in to your belly.

—-

From behind, Venom can reach around and kneed your breasts as they fuck you. They kiss the top of your head and whisper how lovely you are, how good you taste and, as they come inside you, what a perfect morsel you are.

—-

You wake up under the covers with your head on Eddie’s chest. His nose is buried in your hair. He feels you stir and asks softly how you’re doing.

“I’m good, I’m fine. What the fuck was that?”

Eddie kisses the top of your head.

“I’ll explain in the morning, okay?”

—-

Now Venom insists that Eddie take you to brunch at least twice a month.

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If you’re just joining us, my mule spent all day colicking (it’s when an equine attempts to yeet themselves off this mortal coil via their intestines) and I spent the day stressing out about -

the emergency vet bill I incurred today

what would happen if my 25 year old mule, who has been my best buddy for the past 11 years, did not respond to Banamine and nasogastric intubation

whether or not I would be able to find someone with a backhoe in a timely manner

As of right now, Red is fine. But I am a ball of worry, so the next 24 hours is A CELEBRATION OF SELF INDULGENCE. This means I’m only answering prompts that scratch an itch for me. Regular programming will resume tomorrow. If you have a prompt that is particularly ✨Venom x female!reader✨ or you want to submit something especially spicy, this would be a good time. Photo of me & FuzzButt because y’all deserve to see the source of tonight’s anxiety inspiration.

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My mule colicked this morning and that shit was stressful because he’s 25 and practically a family heirloom. He’s fine, but to decompress I’m going to be writing only the most self-indulgent Goo Daddy smut for the next 24 hours.

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Shout out to the anon who gave me the excuse I needed to use the phrase “violently horny” in a work of fiction.

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DUDE I JUST HAD THE BEST IDEA

Guy that DEMANDS to only wear a Harley Quinn outfit when venom fuck's him.

You know what? Hell yeah.

tw: An avalanche of smut. Reader is about to get his bootyhole diddled.

Writing in bullet format because I find it really allows the writer to get straight to the fun part.

The notification from Etsy and Shop said your package was delivered. A message from the seller followed - she offered to make any alterations for free as long as you paid shipping. She hopes you love it.

You stopped on the way home to pick up a bottle of champagne. You hustled through self checkout at the grocery store. No chatting with the cashier this trip. You’re eager to make it home.

The ensemble is truly a work of art, from the custom lace front double stacked wig with a pair of hand dyed and styled 12” clip in pigtails to the hand painted sneaker pumps with crisp white laces and red bottoms.

The custom two-toned bomber jacket is meticulously crafted from hand foiled Italian calf leather. It’s a chic, upscale version of Harley Quinn’s signature varsity jacket, suitable for nights out on the town or nights in the bedroom.

Eddie would be late getting home, leaving you plenty of time to install the luxurious wig and pluck the hairline. The makeup is a delicate and time consuming process, but you’re a consummate professional when it comes to slap.

Each element fits like a dream, down to the artificially distressed fishnet tights - the good sturdy variety with a seam up the back - and you look beyond fuckable once you’ve put all the pieces together.

You affect an air on nonchalance with your feet propped up on the arm of the couch as you thumb through the latest issue of Vanity Fair. When Eddie walks in and sees your completed masterpiece, his jaw hits the floor.

“Did you have a good day at work, Goo Daddy?”

Do you want a reacharound from a violently horny symbiote? Because this is how you get a reacharound from a violently horny symbiote.

Eddie may not know what to do with his mouth when he sees you, but Venom is never at a loss for actions. The hot pants and fishnets end up down around your thighs almost immediately.

Turns out the recipe for getting Venom to grab the rim and shatter your backboard like it’s the NBA finals is, in fact, a Harley Quinn costume.

When they’re done eating your ass like it’s an Olympic sport, they bend you over the arm of the sofa and commence to give you the deepest, most powerful dicking you’ve ever experienced. Like just a metaphysically significant pounding. You almost tap out twice and Venom rewards your perseverance by reaching around to stroke your cock as he growls in your ear.

You come hard, arching your back and grunting as Venom fists your wig. They fill you with their seed and then collapse on top of you.

You leave a glowing review on the seller’s Etsy page.

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Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤

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I’m pretending this is for feedback purposes but really I just want to feel warm fuzzies.

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I sometimes wonder if the anonymous fic requests are actually coming from one very adventurous person and all these drabbles are just two pansexual disasters vibing.