#flash on a date with like harry or smth and he starts looking around the restaurant because he's got this weirdly bad feeling

[kitausuret]

Venom: Space Knight and the Reverse Spider-Sense

So. We all know how Venom is, by their very nature, supposed to represent the flip coin of Spider-Man, right? Spider-Man says "nobody dies" (or, more recently, "save as many as I can"), Venom is willing to play judge, jury, and executioner. But an interesting turn on this, I think, is the mechanic introduced in Venom: Space Knight, where Venom (Flash Thompson) begins to experience a kind of cosmic "cry for help". When others are in trouble, they speed to the rescue.

(Venom: Space Knight #1 and #2)

But, very similarly to Spider-Man's famed spider-sense, when they get the message, they don't necessarily know what exactly the impending danger is, only the desire to resolve it. It seems it's a little bit more clear than the spider-sense, since Flash describes it as literal words at times, but I imagine it's not always so clear-cut.

And while it's hinted at a couple times in the series that they also have a kind of sixth sense regarding their own well-being, this could just be passed off as the symbiote literally having eyes in the back of its... well, anywhere on its biomass, frankly. (Or it could be a continuity error.)

(Venom, Space Knight #1... I recognize those squiggly little lines!)

As we see from Peter's own words though, he almost considers it a drawback of his own abilities -- but if we're being totally fair, he'd probably go insane if his spider-sense went off for both himself and others. It's a lot different when you've got another person there to help manage the mental load.

(Peter Parker, the Spectacular Spider-Man #44)

Of course, as Myntril explains in the below panels, this sort of... cosmic awareness isn't unique to Venom. It's apparently shared among all Agents of the Cosmos, but I still find it interesting just in a story-based manner.

Another interesting tidbit is that Agents seem to be connected to each other as well! I really wish that we could've gotten more detail on this, but alas, it was canceled and so things had to get wrapped up really quickly. The fact that they can reach out on a sort of psychic radio is pretty neat, though. It's almost like (heh) a web.

(4 above images from: Space Knight #2)

I suppose it makes sense that Klyntar would be connected to each other, at least on some baseline level - it is a Hive, after all - but this seems to be of a type even beyond what we saw during the 90s Planet of the Symbiote event (across all the Super Specials), especially given that Tarna says later on that Venom's fracturing symbiosis could be sensed.

(Venom: Space Knight #6)

I realize I'm getting a little off-track here, diving into additional details from Space Knight I'm sure will never be explored again, but still - it's fascinating to me! And now I desperately need Flash sitting down with Spider-Man trying to explain all this, because I think it would be hilarious for Peter to get mad about Venom having an ability he himself lacks. (Get over it, Pete!)

[thcllslnrd]

Strange Love

!! EDIT !!: So this is like kjdfhsk from June? I’m just posting it cause it’s still not bad and I don’t wanna get rid of it, but I’m not gonna finish it since I’ve now finished all 7 seasons and I know these characters totally don’t fit the way I assigned them here anymore. Vampire Bill is...not the guy he was in season 1 lmao. I just wanted to post smth while I’m in the middle of other things, so have an unfinished Parksborn AU!!

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I started watching True Blood recently and even though I've only seen season one so far, the idea of a AU for Parksborn won't leave my head. I mean, a southern Peter with telepathy and vampire Harry? Mmm yes please.

Summary:  “In a society where humans and vampires co-exist, Peter Parker  may have found the perfect boyfriend. Peter is clairvoyant and constantly hears people's thoughts, which makes dating a bit difficult. When vampire Harry Osborn walks into the bar where he works as a waiter, Peter realizes that he can't `hear' what he's thinking and he is immediately attracted.” (Aka the first episode of True Blood written as a Parksbron AU)

Character assignments: Peter as Sookie, Harry as Bill, Flash as Jason, Gwen as Sam, MJ as Arlene, and Miles as Lafayette.

Peter couldn't help when people's thoughts became his own.

He always tried his best to shut everyone out when waiting tables at Stacy's or walking through town, but sometimes it was too much. Took too much energy to shut too many people out. It wasn't like he could control whatever this was, either! But it made the waiters job hard some days.

Tonight was one of the harder days at Stacy's, the local bar getting busy with the usual crowd of people and then some. Only a handful of the customers weren't drunk yet, but it was only 11 p.m. and Peter had no doubt everyone would be hammered in no time. It was a Saturday night so he knew it was bound to end up like this, but he hated busy nights. Busy, drunk, loud nights always meant people's minds were busy, drunk, and loud.

Jesus, how the hell are Parker and Thompson even close to brothers? They're so fucking different, I jus-

How the hell am I gonna pay my rent after all this! Goddamn I don't wanna have to go to that bar and dance around again....

That woman seriously needs to lay off the burgers, I can see them dragging down her face.

Please Jesus, give me just this one whiskey. It's all I want, just a little bit, I know you'll give me the strength to not want shot number two.

Shit, Flash's one hell of a looker. To bad he's always hanging around with his brothers best friend, I'd love a piece of that a-

Peter slammed the two pitchers of Bud onto the table of 4 townsfolk, biting his tongue to keep his mouth shut in front of them.

"My brother can do however he pleases, thank you very much," The brunette mumbled, walking back towards the plate shelf.

Miles, as always, was working hard in the kitchen between stirring something in a two foot tall pot and flipping fresh made burger patties on the flat grill. For as long as Peter's been working at this bar, the other man's been wearing an apron in that kitchen and keeping everyone company. He was funny, gave good advice, and was all around good company.

As he sat down the spatula to the right of the flat grill, Miles started shaking spices into a separate bowl.

"I need'a order of fries. And if you dropped a handful on the floor for me that would be just wonderful." Peter sighed, resting his arms against the cold metal.

"You got it, hun," The darker man finally turned to the waiter, seeing his uniform and overall look for the day. "Goddamn, Petey! What're you doin' with that tight shirt and fluffed up mob'a hair...D'you have a date tonight?"

"No, but when I wear fittin' close I get more tips."

"You got that right. These hillbillies are suck'as for good packagin'."

"And if I act like I don't have'a brain in my skull the tips are even bigger. If I do, there'all a sudden scared a'me." Miles just laughed, looking up from his bowl and pointing to the other with a handful of spice shakers.

"You got it wrong, hun. They ain't scared a'you, they're scared of them leeegs-"

"Miles Morales! I don't wanna hear that from you tonight!" Peter huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

Miles just kept laughing as a bright red-haired girl walked up next to him, putting one plate in each hand. That was Mary Jane, or MJ, and she'd only been working at Stacy two or three years when Peter started. She was sweet, helped him out a lot when he just started serving and taking orders. She had strong opinions, and not the greatest taste in men, but she was always happy and fun to talk to.

"What in the blue hell are you two talkin' 'bout?" Miles turned to the woman with a grin, keeping his hands busy with the food.

"Oh, the usual, Parker's legs an' how everyone wants a hunk outta him." Peter was quick to roll his eyes, looking between the man in the kitchen and the waitress next to him.

"Well, I'm sure he'll figure it all out one day, Miles." MJ took a quick glance between the two before winking and walking off, hands full with paid food to serve.

Peter just bit his lip and walked off with another sigh, knowing the fries would take another minute. He had other orders to attend to, so he went to the bar and grabbed a tray to carry drinks before locking eyes with the bartender, Gwen Stacy.

Gwen was the owner of this bar, which used to belong to her father's before he passed away. They've been friends for years too, met their senior year of high school and have been fairly close since. Peter had always been the loner type anyway but Gwen was a good change of pace. She got along with everyone of all gender, sexuality, color, and opinion (even if she didn't always agree). It made her a good bartender since she had to deal with pretty much everyone in town on the regular, and most importantly a good friend. It did make it strange for her to become his boss after so many years of being friends too, but it left out any awkward 'co-worker and boss' interactions. For the most part.

"How's your night goin', Parker?"

Peter pushed a smile. "I've had better, but it's not'a total wreck."

"Well, is there anythin' I can do to improve it for ya'?"

Peter ran a hand back through his hair, eyebrows knit close in thought. At first he was actually thinking on something to improve his night like an extra break or maybe a free drink, but something changed in the room. He wasn't sure how obvious it was to everyone else in the bar, the sudden silence, but he felt like he could breathe again. No more thoughts about food, beer, liquor, drugs, men, women, sex, all of it was gone. Peter quickly realized it wasn't only everyone's thoughts but everyone in the bar had done dead silent. The whole bar was quick as lightening to end their private conversations. But...why? The hell was everyone so quiet and alarmed by?

Peter didn't see why until he turned around.

Someone new, entirely unfamiliar had walked into Stacy's tonight. It wasn't that new faces weren't welcome here, but there was something clear as day about this new guy. He was tall, but couldn't be more than half a foot taller than Peter, and paler than a piece of printer paper with dark red hair and chocolate brown eyes. There was no question about who he was or what he'd order tonight.

Peter turned back towards the bar and Gwen before him and the redheaded stranger could lock eyes. "My god, I think Stacy's just got its first vampire!"

"Yeah, I think you're right."

"Can you even believe that!? Right here in little ol' Bon Temps? I don't think I've ever been so excited to meet one since they came outta the coffin two years ago!" Peter kept a hold of his tray and pulled his order pad and pen out of his shirt pocket.

He wasn't sure how or why, but when the brunette turned to to serve the vampire, he was already looking right at him. It might have been weird but it was even weirder that Peter was excited, interested to do this. Vampires have been living alongside humans for a solid two years now, but for what he knew, he's never met one before. Especially not in the workplace. Besides, in a small town like this, you rarely got something this exciting.

The brunette walked his way up to the vampire, a smile clad on his face. "Hi, welcome to Stacy's! And what can I get for you tonight?"

The man in the booth was quiet, almost as if he knew everyone was still watching out of the corner of their eyes and thinking about his presence alone. The conversations had picked back up, but if he didn't drown out all the thoughts, they all had something to do with this new vampire.

"Do you guys have any of that bottled, synthetic blood?" Peter bit his lip, already knowing the answer.

"No, I'm really sorry. Gwen got some a last year, but no one ordered it and she had'ta dump it all out after it went bad." He stopped for a second before talking again, trying to fill the silence. "You're our first vampire. Small town."

"Yeah, I think that woman over there's on to me."

"Oh, that's Gwen! She's cool, trust me." Peter kept his smile after looking back to Gwen, unsure why she was watching him so closely.

"Am I...that obvious?"

"A-A little? I mean, I noticed the moment I saw you, but I don't know about everyone else." Peter lied, because he shouldn't be able to know what everyone else thought.

"Well...if you don't have any blood, then I'll just take a glass of red wine. Gives me a reason to stay."

"Oh...o-okay, I can do that for you! Whatever the reason, I'm glad you're staying." Peter smiled, tapping the end of his pen to the notepad.

His smile started to twitch when the woman sitting in the next booth leaned back, pressing her head close to the vampires but keeping her eyes locked on Peter.

"Oh, don't mind Peter. He's craz'r than'a ol' mad dog." There was a real badly spoken tone of seduction in her voice, and if that was her say of trying to flirt or lead on either one of them, she wasn't doing very well.

Peter couldn't help but make a slightly irritated face at her, waiting until he turned away to roll his eyes and huff. He saw the fries waiting at the kitchen window and quickly delivered those and a side of ranch to a different table before getting a glass of red wine from the blonde bartender. He held it, the only thing in one hand, and placed it on the table right in front of the vampire.

"You're reason to stay," Peter smiled, even though noticing the woman from the other booth was in now in the same booth as the redhead.

He clearly seemed to be annoyed, uninterested, but she had her hands all over his shoulder and arm, pressed close. He already felt bad for the vampire having to deal with this woman, until her thoughts were all he could hear, loud in her head. She was doing quick and fairly complicated math as she looked the vampire up and down (as if she was gonna bite him instead), raving about the money she'd get for selling all his blood. When the other woman gave him a weird look, unaware that Peter was even able to listen in on her intentions, he quickly snapped out of it and mouthed a sorry! out before rushing back to the bar.

Well shit.

"Gwen, we've gotta problem, Sarahlee is planning on drainin' that vampire clean and sellin' his blood!" Gwen raised an eyebrow at the man, busying her hands with cleaning a glass.

"Wait, you listened in on her and heard all that?" Peter sighed, knowing it shouldn't have to be much of a question. All of his close friends and family knew of his skill, proved it one way or another until they understood, and what fool would talk about draining a vampire for their blood right next to them?

"Yes! Clear as day!"

"I'm sure he'll make it out okay! Besides, he's a vampire, right? He should be able to handle himself just fine."

Peter turned back to check in on the undead red head, see if the glass of wine had been touched, but no one was in the booth anymore. Not the vampire, or the touchy woman clinging to his arm. His eyes went eyes, frozen for a split second before moving quick and sudden.

"Damn! Gwen, cover me!"

He wasn't quite yelling but he was still talking too loud, dropping his note pad on the middle of the floor and busting through the front door. The hot air hit his skin all too quickly but Peter couldn't even take it in, running down the small set of front steps and out into the parking lot. He had to stop, close his eyes, and focus, of all hopes of finding and trying to help this vampire were blown away. He did just that, clearing his mind and waiting until he got the hint of her thoughts, an echo.

Damn needle...should I keep...worth the wait...

Peter ran as quietly as possible towards the thoughts, stopping dead in his tracks after a few steps to only now realize he was totally defenseless. He knew how to fight with his hands, but considering this woman was handling a vampire all by herself, tonight wasn't the night to take chances. Taking a quick glance around all of the cars, he found a thick link of chain in the open bed of a truck, taking it out and wincing at the sound of metal on metal. If was a quieter carry though, which was good for while she got closer to the vampire and his kidnapper.

For a split second the brunette thought what if Gwen was right? What if the vampires already got his escape planned and he only gets in the way? What if he only makes things worse? Her words were starting to get to him, convincing him to start backing away while he had the chance, until he saw that he was entirely right.

The redheaded vampire from before was now laid out on the ground, needles and wraps all tied and poked into his left arm as the other woman was starting in on his right. She was struggling, and Peter didn't know if it was finding the vein or getting the needle through his skin or what. He was quiet, dead silent but taking a few more steps from behind the struggling woman. The vampire noticed him after awhile, squinting like he was confused or couldn't make out who he was, but the brunette just raised a single finger to his lips in signal for him to keep as he is.

Once Peter was only a yard or so behind the kidnapper, he took a deep breath in before holding the chain with both hands and swinging it against the woman like a baseball bat. She let out a loud gasp as she fell on her stomach, coughing a few times and turning her head to see Peter, still holding the chain and fully prepared to use it again if needed.

"Oh you prissy son of a bitch!" Sarahlee hissed, either from the pain or anger, and pulled a curved blade out from her back pocket. She held the knife out in front of her, just as prepared to use her weapon as he was, but missed on the first swing.

"Step back from him, you low-rent, roadkill eatin, white trash." Peter warned her as harshly as he could, he other woman just laughing and pointing her blade.

"You have no idea who the fuck you're messing with, motherfucker. So just keep your pretty little hands away from me and this vamp, before you get on my bad side."

"Oh please, at this point I'm already sure you don't have any other side."

[justkpopjokes]

#4 AU with Joshua?

Ft. Joshua/James Bond *cheeky eyebrow raise*

AU: James Bond (#4 rom this list)

A/N: I tried reading the plots of the James Bond movies, but my brain couldn’t handle it so sorry if I get smth wrong :/ When I first read the request I was laughing for like 5 mins bc I had just wrote something about Joshua being really nice and caring and I thought…

LITERALLY #KILLS_WITH_KINDNESS

(He’s like some secret service agent who has the full ability to kill you but instead pays for dinner like c'mon)

Also kills with his good looks but ANYWAY

First of all just. Joshua with a British accent

LiKE I nEeD tO foCUS bUt JoSHuA As a BriT cMON

His English is heavenly already with an American accent but if it was a briTISH ONE

ANYWAY TAKE 2

Joshua isn’t really Joshua (Or Jisoo bc I don’t want to explain that); he’s James Bond aka “007”

New Mission: Obtain information on a flash drive on the possible assassination of the leaders of MI6, along with a plan to bomb some part/s of the UK

So he *cough* basically stalks the people who supposedly have the flash drive, all around Europe

This is where you come in

You’re just touring around Europe for the summer, meeting with friends who live in several places

And you’re about to enter your hotel room

Once you open the door there’s a man in a suit and a man with a ski mask both aiming guns at each other

You do the only realistic thing a main character person should do

Cue screaming

Both men turn to face you

And then climb out the window

After you report what happened to the hotel, they offer you some free dinner and a room change bc of the incident

A few days later, you’re leaving the hotel to meet up with some friends

You’re walking the busy street

And you spot a person in a suit running to you

And they trip and fall on top of you

You get really upset but realize—

This is the guy who was in your hotel room and was about to shoot someone

So before he pushes himself off of you and runs off, you grab his collar and pull him up

People are still circulating around you so you pull the boi into the nearest alley

*deep breath*

“WHY DID YOU HAVE A GUN IN MY HOTEL ROOM?!?!”

Tbh the guy is kinda fazed by your shouting but tells you he really needs to find someone rn

You’re just like NOPE you’re giving me answers!

But this boi just grabs your hand and pulls you to run after some man who starts running when he sees you both

Sadly after running for a while through alleys, the man you’re chasing disappears (dang it)

The man dragging you lets go of your wrist and groans with his head in his hands

He turns to you and is about to shout when he realizes how rude he’s being

And he just starts apologizing like crazy

Cue a bullet flying past and grazing your arm

And this man just pulls you away again

Fast forward to the next month

You find out this guy’s name is James Bond and he works as a secret agent for the government

He bandaged your bleeding arm, but now he has to bring you on his mission/s bc his enemies know you’re with him and will probably try to kill you again

During the past month, you’ve helped James sneak into high-security buildings and steal some stuff that was stolen in the first place

And you’ve grown quite a crush on James

Like he’s even taking you out to dinner tonight

I mean technically it’s an undercover mission but he’s treating it like a real date

So you just finished your food and James starts to talk to you about…"us"

“Y/N…you know that…I love you”

“Really?”

“Yeah”

“I love you too!”

And he laughs at how happy you are but he gets really serious sirius

(I CAN MAKE A HARRY POTTER PUN AND IT MAKE SENSE CUZ HIS NAME IS JAMES)

“I need to tell you something…Listen, Y/N…my name…isn’t James”

“Then what is it?”

“You can’t tell anyone this because I was supposed to forget it a long time ago…Joshua Hong”

“Oh, that’s a nice name—!”

And he just suddenly kisses you from across the table

aNd tHen thE rEstAuRAnt FrEaKINg bLOws uP

And when you wake up you’re tied to a chair in a dark room

Joshua is tied to another to your left

And some person aims a gun to your forehead

“Bond…We’re giving you 120 seconds to give us an answer”

“Don’t kill Y/N!”

As they argue you slowly untie your wrists from behind the chair

And as the gun clicks to load a bullet

YOU SMACK IT OUT OF THE ATTACKERS HANDS

AND SLAP THEM IN THE FACE

(and “lightly” punch em which knocks them out)

YASSS YOU GOOOOO

And you quickly untie Joshua and he attacks everyone around you

Apologizing every time he hits or kills someone of course

And you eventually rush out there with Joshua when the place blows up

Basically you are now a Bond s/o

Turns out those guys had the flash drive, so Joshua brings the flash drive and you to his boss and tells them what you’ve done with him

And they make you an honorary agent for MI6 if you work with Joshua

They still call him James tho even tho they know his name is Joshua

So you spend your days carrying out cool missions with your new boyfriend

And maybe future husband anYWAYS

“Next time maybe don’t blackout so I won’t have to—okokok I get it, sweetheart, no slapping!”

Based on the quote^ I say that you’re tougher than James Bond no matter what