Eddie Brock X Venom - Tumblr Posts

I love them and they love each other.

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A/N: Eddie Brock x F!Reader x Venom. Symbiote Sex. Threesome. Feelings. Size kink. Major stretching involved. Buzzed sex, but they know what's up. I wrote this in an hour instead of showering for an event I have because I have no self control. ANY WAY - hope you enjoy:

It’s the day of Anne’s wedding.

Scratch that - it’s now the night of Anne's wedding.

There are tea lights and glistening silver pails of champagne and the band’s music clashes and folds in the vast ballroom. Anne is beautiful in silk and cream and no frills as you expected. She squeezes you tightly when you hug her - her waxy plum mouth in your ear whispering: thank you.

You accept it even though it seems weird. Like Eddie is some sort of charity case or is right on the edge of a nervous breakdown. Whatever.

You eat too many of the passed hors d'oeuvres. Too much blue cheese and figs and overly-salted prosciutto. Poached shrimp and mini grilled cheeses with gruyere. You don’t really care since you’re just here as emotional support. You’re like a therapy dog - a pet that Eddie can stroke at when he starts to get itchy.

“Weddings aren’t my thing.”

“Please. I - I just need you there.”

“Fine.”

You think he’s handling it all relatively well. You really do.

He makes it through the ceremony and the first course, but then his eyes go all glassy and he keeps missing his fork on the table. It’s Venom who finally prods your ankle under your dress. The silent let’s go -

You snatch his hand - thumb sweeping over the warm skin. He lifts his head and when he meets your gaze, you inhale sharply. He’s got this hangdog expression - defeated. There is a distinct sadness to Eddie. He carries it with him - attempts to layer it beneath his own sarcasm and resignation. You feel bad for him despite the fact that so many of his regrets are due to his own behavior.

He’s trying though. He is.

“Wanna get out of here?” you ask even though you really want to try the cake.

His lips twitch in relief.

***

They’re staying at this cabin up in the Redwoods that isn’t too far from the venue. The air is sweet here - clean and herbal. Eddie gives you his coat as you try to maneuver your four-inch heels through the soil. They keep getting caught - sinking deep.

“Fuck,” you hiss as you try and gather the folds of your velvet gown. Eddie’s got his arms full of the ice cream that you demanded they pick up on the way back.

“If I don’t get cake then I’m getting something,” you declared as you parked at the off-road gas station.

“We don’t have a freezer,” he reminded. His voice was all thin and wispy like he was struggling to speak. “It’ll melt if you don’t finish it.”

You gave him a pointed look. “You’re literally harboring a symbiote that could eat an entire Baskin Robbins in five minutes.”

“Fair,” he relented. There was the tiniest pull of a smile. You were ready to pat yourself on the back for that.

They needed more though. Big ass guns.

You glided over to the cash register and asked for their top shelf whiskey. The pock-marked employee raised his eyebrow in a perplexed fashion, before grabbing what had to be an ancient bottle of Jack Daniels. You blew off the dust and presented it to Eddie proudly.

This time he grinned wide enough to show his teeth. A win.

“Just take your shoes off,” Eddie calls from the porch.

“The ground is cold,” you yell back at him. “Slippery. Bugs.”

“Christ,” he grumbles before he drops the bag of treats and strides over to you. He grabs you hard under your ass and lifts you clean off your feet before swinging you over his shoulder. It has to be all Venom - you doubt Eddie has the ability to pick you up with such relative ease.

Your head knocks against his ass and you squeak - slamming your fist into his lower back. He grunts. “Watch it.”

“I’m gonna throw up bacon-wrapped dates on you.”

“Just try it.”

***

They change into sweats. He’s shirtless and you’re in a sports bra because the space heater is making the walls expand and groan with hot air. You think Eddie broke it. He just won’t admit it.

“I can’t sleep unless it’s sixty-seven degrees,” You pop the top on the pint of mint chocolate chip. “I’ll die.”

He plops on the mattress making you bounce. “You’ll live.”

Eddie said he’d sleep on the floor, but you genuinely don’t give a shit. It’s not like they haven’t been in close quarters. They work together to a degree and Eddie has just come to like you and you’ve come to like Venom and then in turn come to like Eddie. It’s a whole thing.

“Let’s get drunk,” he says in between slick bites of rocky road.

***

Eddie and you are still on the bed and the lights have gone all blurry. It’s two in the morning. Venom has finally popped out of Eddie’s shoulder - adding colorful commentary to their conversation.

“Did you really meet Wolverine?” Eddie asks.

“Yep,” You screw your eyes shut before taking another swig from the ancient bottle of whiskey. “He was kind of a dick.”

“As are most mutants,” Venom adds sagely before giving you a direct look that means feed me. You laugh as you spoon melted ice cream into his jaws.

Things slow down after a bit - the pace goes to syrup or molasses or smoke. Eddie touches you more - stares at you more. Finally you ask him how he is - if he’s okay.

“Yeah,” he shrugs. “It - it was just a little too much. It was like the end of a life for me. I just - that could have been me, you know? The whole family thing - the - it just was weird.”

He’s making no sense and yet he is. You nod - offering him the bottle.

“She was not the one for us,” Venom declares.

“Since when did you decide that?” Eddie snaps bitterly. “You were the one desperate to get back with her.”

“I am competitive,” he states. “And Dan is a skinny worm-man who should not have beaten us.” He pauses. “But things have changed.”

Eddie rolls his eyes while Venom’s floating head stares at you like a creepy little phantom.

***

You’re both pretty buzzed and exhaustion has crept over you - sunk into your bones and skin. Eddie blinks slowly before he leans forward. “You’re too good to me,” he confesses against your ear - his nose dragging up the soft skin of your cheek. Out of reflex - you catch at his arms - curling your fingers around the curve of his biceps. He runs so feverish - all that liquid alien thrumming through his blood. “So sweet. Always - always nice.”

You cling to him - eyes wide as your mouth parts. The orange light from the cabin’s cheap lamps fall across his face - the shadow of his stubble - the fruit-ripe swell of his lower lip. His lashes are long and girlish and he is so handsome that you forget yourself. You can feel Venom pumping inside him - his voice melting into you: sweet sweet sweet

“Can -,” he shuts his mouth before he opens it again - his brow creasing. “Can we-”

He just leaves it hanging - leaves those words to roll off the edge. Can we what? Sleep. Fuck. Kiss. Swallow each other until we can’t breathe - until we choke on the parts of us that can’t be fixed. Eddie is sad, but so are you, right?

Don’t you have all those missing pieces - those fragments? You’re lonely like him - it’s why you agreed to come. It’s why Venom likes to twist that proverbial knife even though he doesn’t necessarily know he’s being rude: why would you not spend time with us? Don’t you spend all your nights with your cats and your tv shows about murder?

And really what was wrong with that? Nothing. But Eddie was Eddie and you hadn’t had anyone in a long long time. Too much work had left you desperate for sleep and now you were desperate for something else.

“Can we-”

You lean forward just enough to give your consent and Eddie’s blue eyes expand to the deepest trench of black before he grips the hinge of your jaw and crushes his lips to yours.

***

It’s overwhelming, of course. It is not just Eddie, but Venom. The power in it - the many, many limbs that he creates to please you.

It’s not rough though. It’s not rushed. It’s raw and intimate and the tiniest bit sad because it wasn’t your wedding day, after all.

Eddie is there - bearing his weight above you - dropping his head to capture your lips in an insistent kiss. His tongue is hot and drags against yours - his hips snap between your spread thighs as he fucks you at an even pace. Then there is Venom who helps him unravel - who touches every part of you frantically - he buries himself inside you with Eddie. He suckles and rubs at the peak of your sex - right above the wet, stretched flesh of your cunt taking him - them. He must be pressing inside Eddie, too because you can feel it.

Each spear of Eddie’s cock knocks you up the bed - punches pleasure up to your lungs and throat and the muscle of your heart until everything balloons and shivers. He pants with it - his lashes fluttering - his lips opening over yours as he gasps against your tongue. He breathes behind your teeth - the hot rush of uh uh uh and the slip of sugar and chocolate cream and whiskey. You fist at his hair before sliding your touch down the firm muscles of his back. You reach his ass and when you move towards the center of him, you crash up against the ridge and thick of Venom.

It’s as if they are this wild nest of veins or mating snakes. A ball. A tornado. A hurricane. They are interconnected in every sense of the word. Venom cradles your hips in such a way that he can angle you up so Eddie can sink down inside you - the head of his cock pushing up against something fleshy and sweet at the end of your body. Venom is in his ear and yours - telling and confessing in that guttural, echoing voice he has: beautiful - delicious - soft soft soft - Eddie and I will be so good to you - does that feel nice - does that feel lovely -

Every statement burns like a promise - like you have unwittingly agreed to become their third and maybe you have. You are with them - you understand them - you have enfolded yourself into the fabric of their relationship.

He - they - pin you to the mattress. The headboard creaks and threatens to break. At some point - Eddie becomes Venom and it’s his heaving black shoulders - liquid shiny skin - and apple-red tongue twisting between your legs and up inside you. The texture of its muscle scraping along the sensitive skin of your thighs - lapping at Eddie’s seed and your release until you cry for him - until you nearly break your fingers as you curl them into the scratchy sheets.

He doesn’t let up of course. He bends you in half - hitching your legs up over his enormous shoulders - rubbing against his sharp jaw. There’s the bright flash of his too sharp teeth and all that drool and still - his breath is all Eddie’s - all rocky road and liquor and your own salt.

“We could eat you for days,” he rumbles and you are almost blind with pleasure - with your four orgasms coursing through the slip of your body. The aftermath of their sex - spilling like rivers between them and it’s only dawn. It’s only pink-red grapefruit sky that filters through the blinds and bounces off Venom’s oil-spill skin. He climbs over you - framing your face with his too big arms - bearing his weight much like Eddie had the first time he fucked you.

“Does Eddie see this?” you whisper - torn up from screaming - moaning. “Does he feel this?” You reach down to wrap your hand around the cock hanging between Venom’s muscular thighs. It’s huge - not so much that you can’t handle it, but it will stretch you - it will make you suffer a little. You know that if it’s too big, he will fix it - he will change it for you - for you.

“Yes,” Venom growls - eyes shutting. He purrs as you pump him slowly - revealing the bulbous head on each downstroke. “He feels this - he sees you -”

You guide him in - slow and steady.

“Lift your hips, little one,” Venom urges - hunger in his tone - impatience. “I will be safe - gentle - please -”

You do as he says and you’re cunt is already puffy and drenched from hours of Eddie and Venom. You could not be wetter and when the head of Venom’s cock catches at your opening, you freeze - a bit nervous.

“Relax, tiny girl,” he croons as his tongue finds your clit. “Relax so I can feel you.”

He pushes inside an inch and you blossom around him - your muscles accommodating the thick of his length. You pant - chest heaving - eyes wide and it’s only pressure. There is no pain - just a massive heaviness read to undo you. He draws back before nudging further and it becomes a dance - a tease as he breaches you in phases. You cling to his wrists as he moves steadily - as his cock shears wild heat inside your core. You’re clenching - convulsing - your lower belly burning with it.

Finally - he buries himself to the hilt and it is overwhelming. You are impaled on him - pinned to this bed and sinking into the mattress. He has a hand under your thigh that he lifts as he moves inside you in short, quick thrusts. They’re grinds really - just stilted jerks because he does not want to rip you apart.

“You can - you can go all the way,” you murmur. He blinks and you see flashes of Eddie - pieces of him caught up in the shiny slippery fragments of Venom. The symbiote eases himself out nearly all the way before snapping forward and oh oh - you don’t even scream - just grunt like some feral thing and then he really fucks you.

You split apart - convulse and spasm as he wrenches climax after climax from you. Surely - you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. You won’t be able to sit. It’s so much and yet you tip your head back and plead: more.

***

By later afternoon, you wake up next to Eddie. You’re sticky everywhere. The air is dusted in their sex. There’s salt and sweat and when you peel your legs apart, there’s evidence all over.

You are so sore that it leaves your muscles heavy and sagging. Your bones feel too thin and everything is swollen and chafed. Your throat cracks.

Eddie is staring at the ceiling. He gives you a sidelong glance. He’s got the evidence of your teeth decorating his golden skin - a purpling hickey on his throat. The room is fucked. There’s a crack in the headboard - the sheets are no longer on the bed and thrown over the television. Through the doorway, you can see your lacy black bra hanging off the shower curtain.

Eddie stirs next to you.

“What’s wrong?” you finally ask because he’s freaking you out.

He inhales - his chest steadily rising before he releases his breath.

“That - that wasn’t weird for you?”

You drag your hand over your brow - rubbing at the skin furiously to stave off your headache. “Huh?”

“The - last night -,” he stammers.

“And this morning?” you add dryly - your lips twitching.

He tries to laugh, but it comes out choked. He shoves a hand through his hair.

“I-I would totally get if it was too much - if it was too freaky -”

You scoot your body close to his and press your palm to his mouth to shut him up. You lift yourself a little so you can hover over him - eyes absorbing the beauty of his face - his stunned features - in the glossy orange light of Four PM in California.

“Nah,” you murmur. “Let’s do it again.”

There. A wave of relief breaks across his pained expression.

He catches your hand when you pull it away - presses those pouty lips to your fingertips one by one by one. “Good thing I got late checkout,” he grins through the thin of your palm.

Is it just me that sees Eddie as an "awkward but flirty guy"?

For example I see it like, venom is very flirtatious and Eddie is too but when Eddie says something flirty then V comes back with something and Eddie is like: wh- but- i- ahh o-ok.

Example:

*Venom red*

"And after this there is a huge ass explosion!"

"Emphasis on huge ass V😏"

"I may have a huge ass Eddie, but that's not the only thing that's huge😏😏"

"I uh- wait- uh- i-i well- um- s-shut up parasite!"

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Pumpkins || Venom oneshot

Summary: Eddie is slowly getting ready to his first Halloween celebration with Venom. How will it end?

Warnings: None.

Words: 1221

Authors: Cass & Toro

"Eddie. Eddie...," Venom was mumbling into man's ear. "EDDIE, YOU DUMBSHIT, LISTEN TO ME, CAN YA?" Long, slick tongue ran quickly over Eddie's cheek. "Imma hungry, man."

Eddie shivered and growled. "I am not, give me a break... I wanna sleep. I need rest." Man muttered and hide his head under a pillow.

"EDDDDDIIIIEEEEEE!" Venom pounted deeply, forming an arm with which he poked Eddie's side. "You had to carve pumpkins. We wanna play! And eat! so move your fat ass now!"

"So you wanna play or eat? And since when you want to play?" Eddie asked as he sat up on bed.

Venom got more excited and he wrapped himself around man's waist, squeezing it tightly. "Thanks, man, knew you'd understand us," alien purred getting ready to be petted.

"Do you realize that you didn't answer any of my questions?" Eddie asked, dragging himself out of the bed. "I am still really tired," man added slightly.

Venom closed his eyes shut, pounting something quietly. "You annoy me, Ed. Don't make me angry. If you'll, I'm gonna rip your tongue off and eat it while you'll be watching," Venom turned his head to face the man. "Now, downstairs, Ed. Pumpkins!"

Eddie blinked. "Minute ago you were happy, and now you are threatening me?" He shook his head. "Okay, okay. We are going downstairs."

Venom was gently pushing Eddie so he would be going faster. "Fridge first, Ed!" Alien ordered strongly as he licked his mouth. "Food, food, finally."

Eddie yawned. "Okay, okay. You don't need to push me," he went downstairs and straight to the kitchen.

Man opened the fridge. "What do you want?"

"I want meat. Raw meat. Do we have some? Hmmm?" As soon as door to fridge got opened, Venom slipped his head inside, looking around. "Man, where is the chicken from last dinner, huh? I bet there was a chicken, where is it, Ed? Have ya eaten MY FUCKING CHICKEN?" Venom turned around to Eddie, blinking few times as he licked his long fangs

"I didn't eat your chicken, dude! Maybe you ate it by yourself when I was asleep." Eddie growled at Venom.

Symbiote has straighten his form out, his eyes were getting wider and wider. "Do you think I'm an idiot, Ed? Do I look like an idiot?! Ah, yea! I'm just a PARASITE to you, Eddie, you fuck!" Venom snapped loudly, vanishing instantly.

"If you say so, V," Eddie rolled his eyes and walked away from fridge to find equipment he needed to carve pumpkins. "Where do I put them?"

"WHERE DO YOU GO, ED!?" Venom appeared behind man's back, he squeezed man's neck. "I AM STILL HUNGRY AND YOU DIDN'T LET ME EAT ANYTHING, DUDE! DO YOU CARE WHAT I FEEL RIGHT NOW? DO YOU?!" Symbiote was grunting loudly, "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, ED?!"

But out of sudden, Venom became quiet. "PUMPKINS! WE LOOOOVE PUMPKINS," he stated, licking over his mouth.

"I SWEAR TO GOD! If you kill me one day then you will have a big problem in finding new host." Eddie growled loudly, rubbing his neck. "I can let you eat inside of a pumpkins if you want."

But before Eddie has ended his sentence, Venom was already done with the smallest pumpkin, pushing it deep into his throat. "Argh mhmhmhm yyyeee..." Venom was articulating while trying to chew the pumpkin.

Eddie opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it and facepalmed. "I can't with you sometimes...," he sighed.

Venom has finally swallowed the pumpkin, and smirked widely to his host. "It's gonna be okay for some time. Now, crave these pumpkins," Venom pointed at the table, where rest of the pumpkins were located. "Crave 'em, Ed. Where are tools, you piece of shit?"

"Don't call me that, you parasite. I have them somewhere here in the kitchen. You have no idea why I do this anyway, so stop pushing me." Eddie frowned.

"Yea, Eddie has something to say as always, don't you, Ed?" Venom growled and vanished, letting man to prepare anything he needed.

Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. "God! I hate you sometimes!"

He started to prepare everything, it took him few minutes to get fully ready.

Two smaller pumpkins were already craved. Venom didn't show, so Eddie could work in silence.

He finished craving big pumpkin. Man saved one pumpkin and filled big bowl with pumpkin's pulp. "Venom? I have food for you and a little surprise."

Venom formed himself behind Eddie, resting his large chin over Eddie's shoulder. "I don't want to eat. I've already eaten. But what with a surprise? Is it some nice, little cat nor homeless doggo, so Venom could eat it?" Alien licked Eddie's ear.

"YOU JUST SAID YOU AREN'T HUNGRY! And even if I will ever get a homeless dog or cat, you will not be allowed to eat it." Eddie informed Venom and sighed. "Listen... I have knife here and one pumpkin. I want you to try and do what I just did," he explained.

Venom made an irritated grimace, his white eyes narrowed. "Do I look like a fucking artist, Eddie? I won't be carving pumpkins. Maybe instead we could hunt for some fresh flesh? Imagine it, we could crave some bad guys, Eddie, and hang them at your porch, what do you think, dude?"

"I think that you will take this knife and at last try or I'm gonna starve you until you will want come back to your home planet, asshole." Eddie said with soft smile.

Venom licked man's cheek with his long tongue, and without arguing formed two arms. He started craving the pumpkin, doing it much faster than Eddie did.

When he ended, he wrapped his symbiotic arms around Eddie's neck, hugging him.

There was a sentence craved out in the pumpkin. One simple sentence. 'FUCK YOU, DUMBSHIT', and next to it there was something that supposed to be a skull.

Eddie blinked and sighed. "Yea.... That's cute. Great job, buddy," he said, petting Venom's head. "Now, I can put candles inside and we can put them outside."

"And go hunt bad guys. It's Halloween. Bad guys don't know we're around. We can take them by surprise. You said by yourself that we can eat bad guys. And we're hungry, Eddie. Let's trick or treat them, Ed."

Eddie picked up one of the pumpkins. "You know that trick or treat isn't about eating bad guys, right? It's about candies but Imma afraid that I am too old for that."

Venom rolled his eyes, annoyed as he was. "Candies? To me lungs, kidneys, hearts are candies, so depends on what you like, man," symbiote smirked. "But we can scare some of that stupid children from neighborhood, too."

"No, we can't because this is a bad thing to do, and we don't do bad stuff. Let's just stay home, watch a scary movies and give candies to kids. What do you think, buddy?"

"Boring," Venom pounted but he nodded, "but I can agree on it if you'll order some chicken. a lot of chicken."

Eddie sighed heavily "Fine! I will order you a chicken. A lot of chickens but you will be a good boy, okay? You promise?"

Venom sticked his tongue out and poke Eddie's nose with its tip. "Sure. Venom's a good guy."

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Ben çok açım - Eddie Brock x Reader smut

Hi, this one was written for @thepaperpanda writing challenge. I love y'all, guys. It was a pleasure to write for you, I hope you’ll enjoy it. İyi eğlenceler!

SUMMARY: Eddie makes you feel like in heaven until some certain parasite decides to show up.

WARNINGS: a bit of smut and dirty talk.

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WE'RE GONNA CATCH YOU / Eddie Brock/Venom X Reader

Words: 1,8K

Summary: you’re being kidnapped by some outlaws. Venom finds a way to get you back.

A/N: thanks to @thepaperpanda for hosting this writing challenge, I hope you’ll enjoy my writing though it sucks.

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