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& . ( fucking nut )

Nate is expecting several different reactions from the stranger, but being approached and asked if his victim is still alive sure as hell isn’t one of them. he raises a brow in confusion, eyeing the man curiously. definitely not the weirdest situation he’s been in, but it’s pretty strange either way. “yeah, he was a piece of shit. you think i should have taken it easy on a fucking pedophile?” he snarls, leaning down again to feel his pulse.

“barely breathin’, but breathing. if you try to help him, you’re going to end up exactly like him, pretty boy.” why else would he ask if he’s still alive?

pedophile. bad guy, right?? “ yeah, really bad guy. ” he had given up on conversing with venom solely through his mind by now, not caring what this man had to think about it. this situation was already fucked up enough. he rubbed a hand along his face. still alive. broken but alive. “ as good a meat as any. want me to hand it over to you now or you gonna give me this whole fucking spiel on if he’s been tenderized enough?? ”

the grumble he’d received was indecipherable as venom took control, the black ooze of the symbiote webbing and covering the entirety of his body, his consciousness being shifted towards the back as venom formed himself and looked towards the man they were with. “ do not interfere. ” the symbiote growled and proceeded to bite the head off of the pedophile before devouring the rest of the body.

#bredintowar #bredintowar ( .01 )

& . ( jack )

lethargy weights limbs down as he sits leaned against a solid body, warmth bleeds through their clothes and keeps him comfortable . shifting his frame further against eddie's chest, jack moves until a hand comes to stroke up and down his boyfriend's arm before interlacing their fingers . it's nice and relaxing to be this close to each other . the tv plays on but jack's attention snaps from ‘ wyoming ‘ to the inquiry at hand in no time . words dance, their meaning a simple curiosity but eddie is right, eventually, the ap exam will have to happen . nonchalant he feigns confidence mirrored to be in his smile . ❝ don't worry about that . i already grade them, i'll fake a test or two, maybe make them write a paper on new ideas for a miles mission for their finals, you know ? it's all good . ❞

the hand on his arm was welcoming, an added touch that made him smile, attention further pulled away from the screen in front of them. and as their fingers intertwined, he squeezed and rested his head slightly against the other’s. a soft sigh, eyes closing for a moment as he listened to jack answer his question, as if he had already put the thought into it before he asked. which was a bit of a surprise, a part of eddie had assumed he hadn’t worked all of that out yet, that he was going with the flow and just popping out one plan after another. he nodded his head as jack said it was all good and turned his head to press a kiss to the top of his lover’s. “ maybe theme the papers off a revenge plan for their own nemesis or someone they hate. might get better ideas if they put their all into a hate they know personally. ”

#revengetm #revengetm ( .01 )

& . ( nosy )

IT’S a small relief. the last time some dick wrote a review about the bar it didn’t end well for him. did they kidnap his cat? ( something about a cat. cat in the wall? no – that was her. ). dee can’t remember. instead, she folds her arms and leans against the bar in front of him, chin tipped back slightly. “oh yeah? what is your job then, guy?”

“ i’m an investigative reporter. and before you ask, not about anything here. ” he offered a smile to her, to show it was in good humor. his gaze then turned towards down to his notepad, looking over the names he would have to talk to the rest of the week and what he had gathered that day. “ it’s a lot of work. ”

#pathetiicgirl43 #pathetiicgirl43 ( .01 )

& . ( great, an asshole )

❝ Excuse me? ❞ Dennis appears flustered: disgruntled, but not shocked. His nostrils flatten and for a mere second, he looks like some kind of desert lizard poking it’s spear-headed noggin out from inside a sand dune. ❝ I don’t recall ever asking for your opinion. ❞ He sets his beer down with a soft thud, neatly manicured fingers massaging the bottle-neck goatishly. ❝ You got your drink, what more can you ask for? This isn’t a god damn Fern. ❞

this was going to be fun, wasn’t it?? why did he even walk into this bar in the first place. it looked worse than any dive bar he’d been in before and was just as horrid inside as it seemed outside. these people are annoying. eat one and they’ll shut up. we’re not eating anyone just for being assholes. “ didn’t mean to offend. just saying that it’s... ” noisy, disruptive, irritating. “ lively. ”

#gldngod #gldngod ( .01 )

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Alright, so I wanna get this blog having some meat on it. Consider this a STARTER CALL.

#ˡᵒᵘᶦˢ ᵛᵘᶦᵗᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳᵃˢʰ ᵇᵃᵍ ( &. ) ooc

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Can Eat, Can’t Eat (Eddie and Venom) - 2018

It’s…*cough*…it’s gonna be alright. It’s just a question of time and practice Eddie. ^^;;

#ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᶦⁿ ʰᶦˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ( &. ) venom #ᵒⁿᵉ ᵉⁿᵒʳᵐᵒᵘˢ ˢᶜʳᵉʷᵘᵖ ( &. ) eddie #( this is accurate and beautiful )

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scotch. HERE’S A PLOTTING CALL

#ˡᵒᵘᶦˢ ᵛᵘᶦᵗᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳᵃˢʰ ᵇᵃᵍ ( &. ) ooc

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the way i see it, we can do whatever we want.

#ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵈᵈᶦᵉ ᵇʳᵒᶜᵏ ʳᵉᵖᵒʳᵗ ( &. ) self p

& . ( what the fuck )

if Nate needs to be sneaky, he can easily be sneaky. with this, though, there’s no need to hide what he’s doing. what’s the worst that can happen? someone calls the cops? he’d end up leaving before they managed to arrive and if they ended up shooting at him, his shield would protect him and plus, his gun is much bigger than their’s. so when he hears someone at the end of the alleyway, he doesn’t become startled. just a bit annoyed. it’s 3 am, isn’t it? not a normal hour for anyone to be walking around, but a perfect time for him to find his target and wipe him out like he just did.

“you’re practically asking for trouble being out this late in this side of the fucking city,” Nate snorts, leaning down to dig through his target’s pockets. the sick fuck deserved to die. he wants to make sure he gets rid of those pictures in his clothing. “i’m new to the city. you know a good place to toss a body?”

what was he doing there at three in the goddamn morning?? LOOKING FOR BAD GUYS TO EAT. rhetorical question, parasite. APOLOGIZE!! fine, sorry. could this guy be considered bad?? he did kill someone, but eddie and venom killed people as well and they deserved it. maybe the guy on the ground deserved it. he shouldn’t be this calm, but that was what happened when he became desensitized to violence and gore of this extent. sighing, he rubbed at his face as the man asked where there was a good place to toss a body. IS IT STILL ALIVE?? you’re not really...

yes, he would. sighing, eddie stepped closer to the man and the body, rubbing a hand along his face as he glanced down to it. “ is the guy still breathing -- even a little?? ” WE LIKE THEM SQUIRMING. no, not we. you like them squirming. LIVE IS BETTER THAN DEAD. he wasn’t going to have this debate, waiting for the answer. even if the guy was dead, they could still be considered easy body disposal right there. “ and was he bad?? like, what’d he do?? ”

#bredintowar #bredintowar ( .01 )

&. ( bartender?? )

“YEAH, it’s reeeally busy tonight,” she lies, as the only other patrons in the bar are the typical barflies out in the background. dee’s been tied up in some dumb bet with mac to keep the night interesting that she didn’t even notice the guy. but she pops the top off a beer bottle and goes to set it down in front of him.

her eyes fall on his notepad. dee forces a laugh, “you’re not REVIEWING us – right?”

really busy. right. BITE HER HEAD OFF. no, she’s just rude. not bad. and a piss poor liar, but he was the idiot that stuck around. IDIOT. shut up. when the beer was opened and finally set in front of him, eddie offered a smile and took a sip, only to glance down to his notepad when she made a comment about it. “ no -- i’m not. that’s not my job. ” if it was, he wouldn’t even dignify the bar with submitting a review. it would mean they’d get even a little bit of attention, something they didn’t deserve.

#pathetiicgirl43 #pathetiicgirl43 ( .01 )#( he wouldn't make the mistake of submitting a bad review )

&. ( weird )

bars aren’t his thing since getting sober, but he’s here for work so he’ll power through. he’s waiting for his job to come around to gather more information, but his attention is quickly drawn away. an order of sprite as he takes a seat next to the man. he smells human enough but there’s something more to him. he can’t quite place it, it’s nothing familiar to him, but it does make him all the more curious. definitely worth the distraction, ❝ sorry, you look familiar. i see you somewhere before? ❞

HE’S NOT HUMAN. how can you tell?? intuition and i can sense it, dipshit. a sigh, not to the man’s comment but to the voice in his head, pinching at the bridge of his nose and rubbing at the creases of his eyes. the longer venom was there, the he learned to curse. not that it wasn’t endearing in some sense, but that wasn’t the topic of conversation. another smile was offered and he nodded his head to the man. “ probably. ever heard of the eddie brock report?? ”

#fangfucked #fangfucked ( .01 )

&. ( merle )

❛Goddamn.❜

Noticeable tone within Eddie’s voice, something easy to tell. Arm remains wrapped around his neck, knuckle ceasing its torment on the poor man’s scalp. Riot’s voice speaks within his mind, laughing along with him.

❛Looks like y’finally grew a pair’a balls, boy!❜

He’s laughing! Hand is already ruffling Eddie’s hair, smirk forming across his lips.

i want to kill them. and get our asses handed to us?? not now.

growling a bit to himself, eddie managed to slip out of merle’s grip and fix his hair, if not just to scratch at his head and get the feeling of the noogie to go away. if it wasn’t out of a slight fear WE ARE NOT AFRAID FINE, if it wasn’t due to the threat of riot, he would have pulled himself out sooner. “ thanks -- don’t do that again. ”

#drtywork #drtywork ( .01 )#( venom and eddie want to kill riot )#( merle is not helping )

he smells weird.

rude.

even though they were using the same senses, the same body, the same... everything, venom could still pick up on things that took eddie time to notice. eventually that would change, right?? but it didn’t seem like venom knew the answer to that no matter how much he asked. he glanced to the man sitting next to him and nodded his head slightly. “ you new around here?? ”

( &. ) @atlantislad.

#atlantislad #atlantislad ( .01 )#ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ᶦⁿᵗᵉʳᵛᶦᵉʷ ( &. ) i . starter #ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ʸᵉᵗ ( &. ) v . tbd

venom no

#ˡᵒᵘᶦˢ ᵛᵘᶦᵗᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳᵃˢʰ ᵇᵃᵍ ( &. ) ooc #ᵒⁿᵉ ᵉⁿᵒʳᵐᵒᵘˢ ˢᶜʳᵉʷᵘᵖ ( &. ) eddie #ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᶦⁿ ʰᶦˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ( &. ) venom

“ it’s fine, i just asked for a beer about twenty minutes ago. ”

we should bite their heads off. i can feel how irritated you are.

shut up.

a smile was offered to the woman as she stood behind the bar, eddie’s fingers scratching slightly along the top of his notepad, a few pages filled with the latest story he was going to cover. why did he bother staying here?? because you suck. SHUT UP.

( &. ) @pathetiicgirl43.

#pathetiicgirl43 #pathetiicgirl43 ( .01 )#ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ˢᵐᵃˡˡ ᶦⁿᵗᵉʳᵛᶦᵉʷ ( &. ) i . starter #ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵒ ʸᵉᵗ ( &. ) v . tbd

Are you mutuals only? I couldn't find the info on your pages, sorry.

scotch. i keep forgetting to put that into my rules, sorry. but when it comes to opens starts and starter calls i post, i tend to be mutuals only. but memes can be free game.

#Anonymous #ˡᵒᵘᶦˢ ᵛᵘᶦᵗᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳᵃˢʰ ᵇᵃᵍ ( &. ) ooc

this is me trying to work on how i draw people because i suck

#ˡᵒᵘᶦˢ ᵛᵘᶦᵗᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳᵃˢʰ ᵇᵃᵍ ( &. ) ooc #ᵒⁿᵉ ᵉⁿᵒʳᵐᵒᵘˢ ˢᶜʳᵉʷᵘᵖ ( &. ) eddie #ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᶦⁿ ʰᶦˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ( &. ) venom #( i try and fail and try again )#( and i love human venom )

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