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[naamahdarling]

Hmmmm.

Let me check.

Brown. Ow.

Brown. Ow.

Brown. Ow.

Mostly brown! OW!!!

Mostly brown!

@lmtyl I hope this answers your question!

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[bakageta]

Eddie and Venom, trying (and probably failing) to buy a birthday card for Dan

A fic prompted from this ask game! Technically they succeed in that a card is bought...

The card was nice. Standard size, nice cardstock, embossed with shiny accents. The image was an inoffensive watercolor of balloons and confetti. The envelope it came with was a vibrant blue. It was on sale for 3.99$.

It’s a shitty card.

“I didn’t ask you,” Eddie whispered, pointedly.

You didn’t have to.

“Which is why I didn’t.”

No, you just stood in the party aisle, trying desperately to convince yourself that a shitty card is acceptable to give Dan on his birthday. Venom abruptly tossed the card in question over Eddie’s shoulder and into the next aisle like a frisbee.

“You can’t just throw shit in the grocery store!” That was probably too loud. Eddie purposefully didn’t check to see if anyone was peering around either endcap and judging him. He took a deep breath in. He let that deep breath out. Compromise. “Which one do you think I should get him?”

This one. Venom launched a tendril from Eddie’s collar to grab a card like a chameleon catching a bug.

He pulled it from his chest. It was glossy, there were shiny silver accents, a largemouth bass was rampant with a hook dangling from its lip. Eddie opened it to find a nonsensical pun about a birthday “cod”.

“V, this is awful. Dan hates fishing. That’s not even a cod.”

I know, that’s why it is perfect.

“That makes no sense.”

Exactly.

Eddie flipped the card over to check the price. It was only a dollar more than the generic one he’d picked out.

“You know what? Sure.” Eddie grabbed the card’s envelope, an unbleached brown number, and headed to checkout. “Can’t go worse than the lobster tank.”

[banishterdraws]

Fanart for @lmtyl’s fic Turn Back, Kid

The image of Giratina carrying tiny Volo and his egg through the caves was too strong for me to not draw.

As was the image of the Gible covered in glow sticks in a blanket fort!

[semiregular-mons]

i asked for Little Guy Practice on my main a few days ago and here they are! i think pyukumuku's Big Fist was my favorite thing to work on :] color palette used: Yana's Modernized Pokemon SGB

buizel for @saja-star Liepard & Pyukumuku for @lmtyl torchic for @argothiathedreamer and bronzong for @whoiskt thank youuu <3

actual sizes under the cut

[lokisprettygirl]

omgg i am loving the latest chapters of lmtyl 💚💚 my bday is right around the corner too so super excited!!

I'm so glad 😍.. writing the next chapter 1500 words in, haven't even started the smutty smut

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[bakageta]

For the WIP ask game: panic, disaster, potato

For panic you get a snippet from a comics symbiot3 fic:

Eddie flinched, imperceptibly to anyone who did not know him. Why, it wanted to know. Its host was as open to it as he ever was, but all the symbiote could feel was fear. Base fear and panic like it had known when it was hurt and desperate and newly alone.

And you've struck out on disaster and potato

[albertavenator]

Tagged by the delightful @shibara

Rules: Tag 10 or more people you want to get to know better.

Relationship status: Common law partners and we've been together 15 years

Favorite color: Purple

Song stuck in head: Currently, the little jingle that plays in the background of an ad on a podcast. It's extremely annoying.

Favorite food: This is extremely difficult. Ribs were my favourite when I was a kid, so I'll go with that.

Last song listened to: Coelacanthem by The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets

Dream trip: New Zealand or Iceland

Last show/movie: Who Framed Roger Rabbit?

Spicy, sweet, or savory?: Sweet, but it's a hard choice

Last thing googled: Minecraft roof ideas

@lmtyl @averysaurus @kahtiihma @kananeski and I'm not tagging any others because Shibara covered everyone else I might tag

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@lmtyl

Many of you might be unaware but if you’re a transphobe there’s a 98.7% chance that your brain is replaced with mushy peas within the first five years.

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@lmtyl my phone caught fire. I will hopefully call at 12. If I didn't answer come wake me up

[bakageta]

Holiday 500 fic #2

@lmtyl's prompt! I had a fun time writing the search history and comment section, though I didn't look anything up formatting wise.

“Venom, what the fuck?”

What?

“You said you wouldn’t show up in the videos, man…” Eddie ran his hand through his hair as he stared at the still of the scene he was editing for his vlog. It showed him on location, gesturing wildly, with a suspiciously familiar white-eyed, black snake draped around his neck. He hadn’t noticed it during filming, too used to Venom’s presence inside and on his body, but the symbiote’s dark shape stood out starkly against the white v-neck he wore under his Hawiian shirt. 

“I’m gonna have to re-shoot–”

You noticed sooner than I thought you would. Venom emerged, decidedly less snakey, and rested its chin on Eddie’s shoulder. “I’m only the size of a garter snake.”

“What.”

—

🕙 eddie brock cryptid recent

🕙 eddie brock alien recent

🕙 eddie brock monster recent

🕙 eddie brock monster 

🕙 cactus succulent poaching central america

🕙 plant poaching

🕙 plant paoching

—

“See, there is nothing.” A tendril patted Eddie’s shoulder in an attempt at reassurance. “No one noticed.”

“I don’t– How?” Eddie shook his head. None of the comments on past videos seemed to catch on to the symbiote looped around his neck. No one even mentioned a snake or a worm or even an out of place noodle. “Why?”

“You keep saying we instead of I.” Venom curled into his neck in a constricting hug. “I decided I would be a visible companion so you look less weird.”

Eddie nearly protested before remembering how many times he’d had to awkwardly cut and voice over sections where he’d caught a stray we instead of an I or an our instead of a my. And as many as he caught, he was sure some still slipped through the cracks.

“They did,” it assured, rubbing the teeth at the side of its mouth against Eddie’s stubbled cheek. I disliked all the comments so they would go away, but I thought I could also be our we on camera.

“Ignoring your awful phrasing–” Eddie reached up to rub and smush the corner of Venom’s jaw to keep it from nipping at him “–that’s not a terrible idea. Why didn’t you just tell me?” The answer was pretty obvious, but Eddie wanted Venom to admit it.

I just wanted to fuck with you.

—

Selected Comments

HanBanan: Wow! Important topics ofc, but I love seeing the scenery change behind u!

Daftadil: you shouldn’t praise him, he’s a criminal on the run from the law he;s trying to escape justice for the damage he’s done just trying to hide!!!

Raison: He’s a person of interest at best, wtf are you even on? Besides all of those countries have extradition treaties with the US. If he was really wanted, he’d be caught

Herps4Life: Is this the first time you had your snake on camera?

EBFan: Nah, he had him way back in at least the cactus poaching vid, maybe earlier.

Herps4Life: Awesome, I’m trying to figure out what kind of snake Venom is! Obviously some king of melanistic morph, but idk, idk

EBFan: GLHF man, no one’s been able to figure that out

YoItsAliens: I don’t get why ppl keep linking me these videos, it’s a fucking snake.

Nevnom: but its not its aliens, so many aliens, at least five aliens

YoItsAliens: Fuck off man, it’s just a fucking snake

—

“Nevnom? Why’d you name your puppet account Nevnom?” Eddie tried and failed to stop himself from laughing as he read the comments on their latest vlog.

“Typing is hard, shut up.” 

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@lmtyl

In 1944 a kitten named George (short for General Electric) was saved from drowning by a U.S. Navy crew member. George was then photographed and given a liberty card and detailed health record. Source.

[danphanwritingprompts]

Living dogs hate ghosts, but cats? Cats can see ghosts even when they’re invisible, but usually don’t care.

[barb-aricyawp]

Venom and Eddie care refusal?

Yup yup. Love it.

Eddie is an ex-catholic recovering alcoholic in this. I don’t know if his comic character has any roots in this disease, but I thought it would be interesting.

trigger warnings: alcoholism and relapse...but this is pure comfort

I could ease your pain, Venom whispers. A bare hiss under Eddie’s synapses, for fear of worsening Eddie’s migraine.

“No,” Eddie groans. Even the sound of his own voice is like a dagger in his ear. “It’s my own fault.”

Your fault for drinking. But you can’t control having the hangover. A sweet numbness overtakes Eddie’s temples. Like a lover palpating the tense spots. I can.

“Yeah, but I’m supposed to control the drinking. Can’t you just leave me alone?” Eddie snipes and then immediately regrets it. 

Venom flinches inside him. The sweetness retracts. 

“I’m sorry,” Eddie sighs, opening his arms. Venom accepts the invitation and oozes into his arms. “I just feel guilty. Like I should suffer a little for the relapse.”

Venom is quiet to this. But it can’t control the shape of its thoughts, which leak over into Eddie’s consciousness. Stained glass and saint medals. 

It’s the Catholic thing again.

“I know it’s dumb.” Eddie winces, embarrassed by himself. By his inability to control himself. Not his drinking. Not his guilt. “I don’t even believe in that stuff, I just--”

You never have to explain yourself to me. I understand you as myself.

To that, Eddie finally cracks a smile. He presses the triangle of his thumb and forefinger to his temples, the smile turning into a wince. “Okay, yeah, give me the good stuff.”

The balm of Venom’s presence spreads throughout his body all at once. It replenishes Eddie’s electrolytes and shrinks his blood vessels and soothes his headache. 

We are the good stuff, Venom insists indignantly.