#goldenangelbloodcastiel

[janumun]

Hello love! I’ve been thinking and there is a lot of push and pull with the fandom about Caleb. And I’m wondering how you feel about him? What do you think of his character? What’s your speculations & how would you feel about it if he became a LI? My friends and I have sat down once & analyzed him and MC’s dynamic and dialogue, but as someone who has been in the LADS longer, what’s your POV? I’m so torn between my views and how there are some ppl in the fandom with such strong views and opinions about their relationship. (I’m currently on Ch.7 rn I believe, just to give a timeline)..

I hope you have an amazing day and all your daydreams are fun! 💕

Hello to you too, Gold! ♥️ I hope you’re having a great day as well.

Let me just preface this by saying I absolutely adore Caleb, there isn’t a single thing that man could do which would change that so I’m understandably biased LOL. Dividing this into labeled portions for ease of reading as this gets rather long!

My thoughts on him

I’ve been in love with that big giant since the near moment he looks down at you with those very visceral emotions tearing across his face, before he stops what he’s saying, leaving the end of his sentence unfinished (that “I promise I’ll be back soon.” message from him in our inbox is foul, Infold, FOUL sob).

If they had never introduced Sylus as a love interest, I know Caleb would’ve very easily been my 2nd favorite after Rafayel, I adore him that much.

I think I’ve made it somewhat obvious ATP that I’m a loser for yearning men. 1000/10 yearning in the pipeline, immense love and a desperate desire to keep their beloved safe and witness them happy, even at the cost of their own happiness and mental peace (Rafayel cough Rafayel). And Caleb also fits that bill to a T. I believe he would do anything were it to mean MC could go on living her everyday, normal life.

His method of protection, however, lies in how dedicated he is to the task of (fool! this fool!) willingly distancing himself from her by throwing in emotional barriers: treating her like a childhood friend/a little sister instead of what he’s always viewed her as, the girl he loves.

One of the most wonderful aspects of Love and Deepspace is how well it is able to portray subtle emotions through facial expressions and body language, something that its 2D predecessors, understandably, are at a disadvantage with how they have to make up for it in engaging writing (nothing wrong with that one!).

Bringing me to my original point of how Caleb’s actions/the way he looks at her and cares for her do not coincide with his words/setting up spoken barriers with her, delegating her to an annoying “childhood friend”. It goes without saying, that this is up to personal interpretation.

Thankfully, the only complaint I’ve seen in my space regarding Caleb’s potential as our 5th LI is that the game is fairly expensive for people aiming to get more than one LI’s card (and even then, when my sole bias was Rafayel pre-Sylus, as a casual spender, I had to pick and choose which cards of his I absolutely needed) and Caleb’s addition would make that struggle worse for the harem/multi-bias players. Which is a very valid concern to have.

Speculations

There are so many wonderful ways they could take his character were they to make him playable, and expand on what we already know of him.

Is he blood related to Josephine, MC’s adoptive grandmother, or was he, also, for reasons undisclosed/similar to MC’s reasons for being taken in by Josephine (I’m not sure if you have read those “underworld stories” yet so I will not go into spoiler-y details) adopted by her? How much does he truly know about MC’s condition and how her Evol is one, highly coveted? Assuming his playability also leads us to assuming he either survived that house fire and left the scene, not disclosing his whereabouts to even his childhood friend OR that he had something to do with it.

So far, I’m not inclined to believe the “Villain Caleb” theories any more than I’m inclined to believe Rafayel’s betrayal theories. Even amongst the LaDS cast and personal bias aside, I believe these two are the most likely to actively/most prominently display their marks of devotion for her, even through their direly reckless actions, regardless of the consequences to their own person. Case in point, Caleb’s traumatic “death” in the house fire with his Grandmother. We don’t know if it was intentional but if he is alive, he hasn’t contacted MC either and from what I’ve parsed from his character so far, she probably plays a central role in the decision he’s made to keep away/protect her from the sidelines.

[notnaturalanahi]

Let the wind blow it all away

Pairings: Sam x Reader

Warnings: Bit of angst, bit of fluff

A/N: This short drabble goes for my girl, Nichole @goldenangelbloodcastiel since she’s been feeling a bit off lately. I hope you like it, babe! 

Tags bellow the cut.

The cool breeze blows his silky hair over his gorgeous face. You sigh, watching long fingers pushing it behind his ears. Sulking on your own awful mood, the cool spring air doing nothing to make you feel better.

Shoulders shrugged you look down to the ancient lore book on your lap; it’s useless you’re not even reading. Sam on the other hand, seems to be going through his at speed of light, he turns page after page soon taking another one from the small pile you took with you outside.

Earlier today Sam noticed something wrong with you, not wanting to pry into your personal business he simply suggested changing the scenery a little bit, whilst Dean drove to next town and back to get some supplies.

As you push your own hair away from your face you look up only to encounter Sam’s face right in front of yours. You move back a couple of inches in surprise. “Sam!”

He licks his lips, leaning closer, slowly lifting his hands to show you he means no harm, not that you’d ever believe he’d harm you.

His big hands cup your cheeks and his beautiful gray-green eyes under the June afternoon sun, reads yours before dropping to your mouth. You part your lips in order to breath, his closeness making your lungs ache.

Sam smiles, dimples on display, and is such a dazzling, contagious smile the sides of your lips turn up too. He closes the distance, eyelashes brushing his cheeks. With your eyes closed as well, the rest of your senses come to live.

The smell of old books and coffee, the mixed of mint and his own breath, the wind whistling on your ears and the soft material of his flannel on your hands as you fist his clothes pulling his closer.

He finally breaks the kiss, you breathe deeply, opening your eyes. He’s looking at you, really looking, a happy expression on his face. You lick your lips and return the grin, his fingers brush your hair away from your face as he leans forward to kiss you again.

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Everything SFW: @deathtonormalcy56 

Sam/Jared: @kinkybabytwinkle

[faith-in-dean]

Tag a quality blog, You’re it! Quality doesn’t means that you have a lot of followers, or a lot of messages. It means that you’re nice to other people, and you deserve to be happy. If you get this message, someone (aka me) is telling you that they love you as you are, and they don’t care how many followers you have. ❤️ Send this to 15 blogs who deserve it. If you break the chain, nothing will happen. But it’s just good to let someone know that you love them ♡♡♡

♥

[novemberthee5th]

goldenangelbloodcastiel replied to your photo “whoever is responsible for the angel emoji next to misha’s name on...”

what is Misha's username?

mishacollins :)

[sweetlysilent]

hey hi hello

hi y’all! so made this lil questionnaire to help me figure out what to do with my blog and to see what y’all are interested in. It’d mean a lot if you’d fill it out, thank you 💕

also i’m gonna tag my apartment 509 tag list since a question is relevant to y’all:

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[barbylion]

tagged by @alifefullofvibes

put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs then tag ten people!

this is from a playlist aptly titled charonscoins.mp3 (charonscoins is my spotify u/n)

1. Madame, Zion.T

2. Take Me, Aly & AJ

3. Lie, g.o.d.

4. ADTOY, 2PM

5. Baby, Clean Bandit x Marina x Luis Fonsi

6. Bitches Rule, Yeseo

7. True Affection, The Blow

8. Twilight, UQiYO

9. There She Is!!, Witches

10. haaAakkKKK!!!, OuR

11. [honorary mention because I skipped ahead to listen to it] Nightmare, Yoon Do Hyun x Reddy x G2 x Inlayer x Johnny

as usual ur under no obligation to do this <3 @saltydornishman @vernonesense @everlasting-beg @clgzb @doxale @goldenangelbloodcastiel @mystericmoon

[blueberry-demon]

Some cards I painted for JJ’s week 💜 (there’s 2 separate cards)

@therealjacksepticeye @goldenangelbloodcastiel @septicart-appreciation

[janumun]

Hello! I wanted to gush about your writing and the game for a minute! ☺️🤭

I just got into the LADS fandom at the beginning of this week and I am absolutely FERAL for all of them. I originally wanted to play the game awhile ago but my phone is old and I didn’t think to use my PC but hot DANG if the ticky-app didn’t pull me back in with SYLUS?! HELLO?! Your writing on him is absolutely DELICOUS! 😍 I adored your poly Misty Fic so much that I had to share it with my friend who is a Deepspace girlie too & I CANNOT stop re-reading it. We have been on discord simping and squealing over these men while I stream it. The game is so well done, I’ve yet to come across one done so well and your writing fits so good into the characters. Thank you for giving us the best fan fiction any, new & old, LADS fan can get! 😍

I will most definitely be sharing and be back! …aaannnddd maybe stalking my notifications for new posts 😝😅

Hey! Firstly, welcome to the fandom! 😍

We have angst-ridden super hot men and big tiddies to keep us company, enjoy your stay down here with us. We are all so unwell for these boys. 😂😂♥️

And YESSSS. Sylus has been a terrible bed bias wrecker 😮‍💨 I try to stay loyal to Rafayel, Sylus threads his fingers through mine and tugs me back. I try and think of Zayne and how big he is and Sylus is there, shoving that fine ass and big D energy into my face. I try and look at Caleb and Sylus is already there; infuriatingly smug grin and sultry red eyes tugging my proverbial collar his way. 😩😩

Also, AAAAAAAAAH you’re so kind, thank you for your lovely compliment and for making my day, I’m happy you enjoy my writing for the boys (and especially for Sylus 😉).

It’s been well over 8 years since I got into otome and joseimuke games and I agree with you whole-heartedly. LaDS has a unique charm to it and is immensely immersive, as compared to the rest of its predecessors. Pair that up with a riveting story and top tier angst and you’ve got yourself a brilliant game. Truly kudos to the devs for feeding us so well 👏🏽👏🏽 Absolutely feel free to come back and gush to me about these boys, please, I’m more than happy to scream with you 🥰🥴💜

[goldenangelbloodcastiel]

I you write anymore of "I swear if you don't stop" can I be tagged?

Hellz yeah! I've probably got about two or so more parts left on it idk. But yes, you can definitely be tagged! 🌸❤️

[notnaturalanahi]

I have this gif submitted twice by @nadiandreu7 and @goldenangelbloodcastiel 

Ange ou démon

“Cas?” There’s something about him, something unsettling. 

“Yessss.” He’s moving to much, expressing too much thorugh his face. 

“You ok? You-you’d been a bit weird since you came back from the cage thing with my brothers.” 

“Never been better.” He walks to you, stalking, like a lion would its pray.

“Sure about that?” Your back hits a book shelf and you never realized you started walking away from him. 

“You scare of me, Y/N/N?” His arms move to both side of your head caging you in place. 

Your whole body trembles at his closeness, to be honest this was always a fantasy of yours. Castiel finally noting you, his mouth ghosting over your skin. You open your eyes, not knowing when you closed them and you look down, at your on chest rising and falling rapidly, your breathing shallow as you’re unable to fill your lungs completely. 

“Cas.” Your breath hitch in your throat as his body lays on yours, and he nudges your head to the side with his nose and your knees go weak as he sniffs your scent. 

“You gonna tell me you don’t want this, Y/N?” You hear the wet sound of his tongue darting out of his mouth. 

A whimper leaves your mouth when he finally licks a long stripe from your clavice to your ear. “That’s what I thought.” His fingers grab your jaw and he forces you to look into his blue eyes. 

With the snaps of his fingers you’re both in the confines of your bedroom, naked on your bed and he hoovering over you. 

“Cas.” You moan as his swollen head finds the soft spot between your folds and his mouth latches around one hard nipple. 

It burns to break the seal but there’s noone else in the universe you rather do it this other than with him. The angel you’d been in love ever since the moment you first saw 6 years ago. 

The stings quickly becomes pleasure and you’re crying out, squirming beneath him. And it’s like a bolt of light, blinding your every sense. Castiel growl on top of you, emptying himself deep withing you and you see it. 

His eyes go from the baby blue you love so much to that glowing red you’d seen before, and you know you’re doomed.

[egopocalypse]

Kingdom Come (Part Fourteen)

It’s been a while, hasn’t it? ;) If you’ve forgot what’s happened in this nightmare of a fic, here’s the link to catch up.

He’s choking. 

Henrik’s grip tightens around his throat, closing off his airway as he’s lifted in the air. His feet scrape against the stone floor, kicking out at the doctor’s knees and ankles, and red gloves curl around fingers and wrists, failing to pull him free. 

Cruel green eyes glint with glee as they stare into his own, and a chill runs down his back. Those eyes should never hold that dreadful green- should never hold that amount of malice- and he can’t breathe. He can’t escape. He’s dying, he’s dying, he’s dying-

“-ie, wake up!”

He snaps up to a sitting position, his back ramrod straight as he gasps for breath. His eyes dart wildly around him, aimlessly searching for a hidden shadow. 

He jumps as a hand clamps down on his shoulder and grabs their elbow and upper arm before he twists it and throws his attacker over him. They land with a grunt, and right when he’s about to launch his next punch-

“Jackie!” A familiar voice calls. “Jackie, it’s me! Marvin! I’m not trying to hurt you!” 

“Marvin?” He relaxes and stands up, offering to pull Marvin to his feet. The dewy grass crinkles under his feet, and he rubs his neck, looking around the forest clearing they found themselves in. “Where are we?”

“We’re safe. For now, at least.” Marvin grunts, kicking aside a stone. “If he’s not actively looking for us, we should be out of Anti’s reach.”

Jackie raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean, should be?” He asks, his tone curious yet a little suspicious. “And where are the others? Henrik is always fussing over me after a fight like that.”

Marvin ducks his head and his hand flexes, a nervous habit the hero could spot from a mile away. Jackie’s stomach drops, unease filtering through his heart. “They are here, right?” 

“No,” he mutters. “No they’re not.”

“Well then, are they-?” Jackie stops, his face paling as he steps back. “No. No, you didn’t- you couldn’t have-”

Marvin winces. He figured it out. “I had no other choice.”

“You had no other choice?” Jackie clenches his fists, red rising to his cheeks. “Of course you had a choice! You always have a choice!” He marches up to Marvin, pushing him back with one finger. “You left them there, in his hands! You left Henrik-!”

“Henrik’s dead, Jackie!” He explodes, knocking the air out of his brother’s lungs. “And I’m not the one to blame for that!” 

Silence falls.

Jackie’s frozen, unable to move as ice creeps through his veins. Is it true? Did he really-

He falls to his knees, a sob ripping from his throat. His eyes lock onto his hands, watching them tremble as he recalls Henrik’s face as he choked him. Had he been aware of what was happening while he was trapped inside his own head? Had he been fighting back against Anti’s control?

He’ll never know.

Marvin curses, kicking a stone out to the woods. This isn’t how he wanted Jackie to find out. He never should’ve said anything. He just- fuck, he just wanted Jackie to stop questioning him. He had to know Marvin was doing what was best for everyone, right?

It was better that Marvin got the two of them out rather than risk them all getting captured. At least now, while they were out of Anti’s hands, they could figure out a way to save Chase. 

Getting him out is all that matters. The others are a lost cause.

He sighs, running a hand through long, loose locks. He knows it’s hard, but he needs Jackie to get over it quickly. They weren’t going to help anyone if they sat around grieving the whole time. 

He sits down next to the hero and pulls him into a side-hug, rocking his sobbing brother back and forth. He hums a soft tune and waits for the tears to stop, wincing as Jackie starts to slump against him. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? It’s not right, and it’s not your fault it happened. Anti is a sick son of a bitch, and he could’ve chosen anyone to fight you, but he chose Henrik because he knew it would hurt you the most.” 

He pushes down Jackie’s hood and starts playing with his hair, brushing the damp strands away from his face. “I know you would’ve wanted me to save JJ, but I didn’t have time. My magic could barely hold you up as it was, let alone both of you, and you couldn’t-” He pauses and closes his eyes. “You couldn’t see what was done to him.”

“What did he do?” Jackie croaks, slinging an arm underneath Marvin’s shoulders.

“The red strings were physical- merely a representation of the ones that lie underneath.” He mutters, wincing at the image his magic provided. “There’s thousands of them, clinging under skin to bones, wrapped around flesh and muscle, and reaching into his brain, snaking through the folds of his memory and control.” A deep shudder wracks down his spine. “I’ve never seen anything like it.”

“There’s no way-” Jackie breaks out from Marvin’s grasp, bloodshot eyes trying to meet Marvin’s. “He’s only been gone for a week! How could Anti have done that to him?”

“That’s the thing.” Marvin’s voice is dead, his words leaving in a monotone drawl. “I don’t think this was a kidnapping.”

Marvin turns to face him, and Jackie’s stomach sinks as he meets his tired, despondent gaze.

“I think it was a puppet returning to his master’s control.”

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Taking Chances Part 6

Characters: Sam x OFC, Reader

Words: 906

Warnings: None

A/N: Hello everyone! I am not dead! Sorry for long hiatus in posting fics. I haven’t been posting or writing as much since I got my full time job just over a year ago. I have to work on a computer all day so having the motivation to sit down and write is hard. But I am getting back into working on this and the Hunter’s Son series. So please be on the look out and enjoy!

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You walked into the room Monday evening, going to your usual spot to set your stuff up. You glanced over as Sam finished his conversation with one of the clients and made his way over. 

He smiled softly as he approached, “Are you feeling any better?”

You straightened up, “I’m here aren’t I,” you joked. 

Sam scoffed and shook his head with a smile. “Well just take it easy okay? And if you start feeling nauseous just go.” 

You smiled softly, “I know. Hey how’d that date go by the way?” 

Sam scratched the back of his head, “Well it was surprisingly good. Jasmine said she’d be coming to join the class.” 

You nodded and as if right on cue she came into the room. 

Jasmine scanned the room and perked up at the sight of Sam, coming over. “Hey.” 

Sam smiled, “Hey you made it. Why don’t you set up back here and we’ll get started soon?” 

She nodded and got started as Sam walked off. 

“Hi, my name is Jasmine! And you are?” 

“Y/N,” you said simply. 

“Well it’s nice to meet you. Please don’t mind if I end up watching you on how to do some of this stuff. I haven’t worked out since high school and I really wanna get back into shape.” 

All you could do was nod and listen as Sam began the guided meditation. 

Sam kept the class relatively simple today and you had no idea if it was because of you or his new found interest. Not that you could complain, it felt nice to take it easy and some of the moves didn’t hurt your chest as much. However, deep down it did drive you insane that Jasmine kept watching you or asking Sam constantly for help and giggling. She really made it hard to focus. 

Soon it was only the three of you, everyone else having already piled out of the room. 

“Wow, I didn’t realize I was that out of shape,” she laughed. “This was really fun.” 

Sam nodded, “I figured we’d take it easy today since this was your first time.”

“Wait this was easy? I might need private lessons then.” 

You finished gathering your things and heading for the door, having to stop once Sam called out to you. You glanced back and could’ve sworn Jasmine gave you a dirty look.

Sam came over and spoke quietly, “I have something I need to ask you. Can I call you later?” 

Your brows furrowed, “Uh, yeah. Everything okay?” 

He nodded, “Just something I need to ask about. Be safe okay?” 

You nodded and went out to your car, tossing your things into your back seat. The entire drive home was spent in silence as you swam around in your thoughts. 

What on earth could Sam possibly have to ask you? And why didn’t he ask you right then? Was it because of Jasmine and had to deal with his donation? 

You let out a sigh as you pulled to your driveway, parking and going into your home to make dinner. 

With your nerves you couldn’t help but pick at your food and barely eat anything. You’d eat later, you’d tell yourself. 

When Sam’s name popped up onto your phone you quickly snatched it and answered. 

“Hey what’s up? Is everything okay?” 

“Uh, yeah,” he said simply. “I’m sorry I didn’t ask back in class but Jasmine doesn’t really know our situation and it’d probably be really weird. Anyways, I told my parents about it.” 

Oh god.

If you weren’t nervous before, you really were now. You were ready to vomit up the contents you did manage to eat. 

He told his parents about you- about how he donated. 

What were they going to think? 

“I’m sorry,” Sam immediately blurted out into the silence. “I know I probably shouldn’t have but I just felt like they had a right to know. I know I gave up my rights so I probably shouldn’t have done that but my mom is actually really excited.”

“What?” 

“Yeah, she’s really excited and my parents really want to meet you.” 

Holy shit.

You took a deep breath, relief washing over you and running a hand through your hair. “Yeah, that’s okay. I’m not, I’m not mad. You’re right, they deserve to know. But Sam, are you sure this is a good idea?” 

“My mom seems to think so. I told her I gave up my rights but nonetheless it's her grandchild. She really wants to meet you and I told her it’s up to you. I know this probably isn’t normal, but it’s not like Dean will give her a grandchild soon.” 

He’s right, it definitely wasn’t normal. You wouldn’t even meet any donor’s families, you’d only know what was in their file. Then again, everything about this situation felt far from normal. 

“I’ll do it.” 

Sam blinked from his end of the phone, “Alright. I’ll let them know and see when they’d like to do this.” 

“Sounds good, Sam. I’ll see you later.” 

“See you later.” 

You pulled the phone away from your ear and watched as the call ended, a sigh leaving your body. 

That’s all it was. 

His parents wanted to meet you, the girl he donated his sperm to. And from the way he made it sound, they were excited. Definitely a better reaction than what your family had. 

Maybe meeting them wouldn’t be so bad.

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[until-theend-oftheline]

Two Against One

Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader

Warnings: Pregnant Reader, angry hormonal reader, Eddie is an idiot.   

Square(s) Filled: Reporter AU for @marvelfluffbingo - Trying to wake them up for @badthingshappenbingo

Word Count: 1600ish

A/N: This is written for my own Tom Hardy Writing Challenge and it’s the first time for me to write Eddie so please judge kindly. My prompt was: “It’s a term of endearment”

Anything that Venom says inside Eddie’s head is in cursive.

Betaed by: @littlebittcrazy - thank you, sweetie!

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You and Eddie occasionally ended up at the same crime scenes or burning points. Even if Eddie wasn’t any longer spending too much time in front of the camera, he was still in the midst of things. That was how you met.

You wanted to strangle him at first, still did sometimes, but you had come to see something more in him. Eddie was a good man.

He still, in spite of what he tried to make people believe, tried to make the world a better place. He wasn’t perfect. Far from it, even alien man-eating symbiote living rent-free in his body aside, he wasn’t. He tried though. Eddie wanted to do good. He wanted to use all that had happened to him to change the world for the better. He didn’t always come out successful but that didn't matter to you. His heart was all that mattered.

You had fallen head over heels in love with him. The symbiote hitching a ride had taken some getting used to, but with time you had come to care about him as well. He wasn’t as menacing as he came across as. At least not to you. The criminals with missing heads would probably argue with you on that, but you tried not to think too hard on those things.

Things had gotten serious between you and Eddie, which him now living in your apartment as well as your growing belly was proof off. The last had caused you to not go on as many as assignments as you had in the past, but rather send your cameraman and assistant for you. They sent you the footage which you would edit and make a voice over for and post on the newspaper's blog.

This often meant Eddie would leave you in the dead of night, with a kiss to your forehead as you snuggled deeper into the pillows. It also meant you were up way before him editing whatever your assistant had sent you from the night. Which was the very situation you found yourself in tonight.

You smiled slightly as you sat in front of your laptop, discovering Eddie just on the edge of the screen. Usually, he appeared to be talking to himself when the camera caught him, but this time he appeared to be catching up with an old reporter friend.

You smiled as you watched the huge grin on Eddie’s face, that was until you saw his hand gestures. He seemed to be mimicking a pregnant belly with his hands while keeping a huge dopey grin on his face. Yours however fell, when you saw him portray a waddling walk, making his friend laugh and give his shoulder a slap.

You frowned, rewinding the tape and started meddling with the sound. The reporter in you won, trying to figure out what Eddie had said, rather than just waking up your sleeping boyfriend to ask him. It took you about 30 minutes but you finally managed to make out the word on your own and it was penguin.

That, however, was enough for you to jump from your chair and rush, as fast as your belly would allow, towards the bedroom where Eddie was just walking up.

“Morning honey,” Eddie yawned, with a stupid happy smile on his face.

You didn’t register the love in his eyes at all. You were way too angry at him for that. Instead, you grabbed the nearest pillow of the bed and flung it straight at his face.

A grunt escaped Eddie, but he didn’t speak. He just sat up with a confused look on his face as the symbiote spoke in his head in the same second the pillow hit the side of his head a second time.

I think she is angry with us.

“I.. Yes. I got that thank you,” Eddie grumbled, just barely ducking the third assault from you.

“Hey. Sweetheart. Use your words. What did I do?” he tried to reason with you, but the anger in your eyes quickly made him realize he probably should get out of your way.

He jumped off the bed, catching the pillow you flung at him before you grabbed another one.

“Penguin Eddie?! I look like a penguin!” you hissed at him.

Oh, she is mad at you. I told you she wouldn’t like that.

Eddie blinked hard, trying to figure out what was going on. His sleepy state combined with the sassy symbiote in his mind wasn’t making it easy.

“I never called you…” Eddie began just as you and you and Venom yelled at him at the same time.

Don’t lie to her!

“Don’t you dare lie to me Eddie,” you warned, raising your finger at him.

“Would you shut up!” Eddie yelled, quickly realizing his mistake as he saw the murdering rage in your eyes, seconds before you spun around heading out of the room.

“No. Honey. I wasn’t talking to you! Baby, please. It’s a term of endearment. I didn’t mean anything by it,” Eddie pleaded with you.

He stopped dead in his tracks when you turned around to face him. The anger was gone from your eyes, as tears streamed down your cheeks.

“You think I’m fat and waddling like a penguin,” you sobbed.

“Honey no. I…” Eddie started before his hand raised on its own volition and his own hand slapped him across the face. “OW what the hell?!”

You made Y/N/N cry!

Eddie’s hand landed across his face yet again causing him to jump backward swearing.

“I’m aware of that. Would you fucking stop that?! I’m trying to apologize here?” Eddie yelled as the symbiote made him hit himself yet again.

No. We are making her laugh.

Eddie looked over at you as the symbiote spoke, seeing you biting your lip, trying to prevent yourself from laughing at the sight before you.

“Son of a bitch!” Eddie yelled as his hand slapped him across the face yet again. “Venom stop it!”

You burst out laughing, no longer able to stay mad with the comical sight before you and Eddie instantly scowled your way.

“This is funny to you, is it?” he grumbled, just barely avoiding his own hand as it tried to slap him again.

“Oh it’s hilarious,” you laughed, just as Eddie’s other hand hit him hard enough to make Eddie stumble almost falling onto the floor.

“OW STOP IT!” Eddie yelled into thin air, making you laugh even harder. You did, however, take pity on your boyfriend, placing a hand over each of his forearms.

“Okay V. Enough. Thank you for defending my honor,” you giggled.

“Two against one is not fair,” Eddie whined, but a small smile started to appear across his face.

You’re welcome. Tell her she looks beautiful.

“Hey!” Eddie scolded the symbiote, making you frown in confusion and Eddie smiled. “She does look beautiful though.”

“Thanks, V. Glad someone thinks so,” you rolled your eyes with a huff and Eddie’s face fell again.

“I think you're gorgeous. Y/N/N. Honey. Sweetheart. I didn’t mean… I am just excited. I love that you’re showing and waddling around. Penguins are cute…” Eddie rambled, making your eyes widen.

Stop talking!

“Right. I’m sorry. I love you,” Eddie dared to walk a little closer to you, putting a hand over your swollen belly. “Both of you.”

You closed your eyes, letting out a sigh and you felt Eddie’s free hand gently cup your face. You leaned into his touch, knowing that you had probably overreacted. The hormones and changes to your body made you angry from time to time. You didn’t doubt that Eddie loved you and had never meant to hurt you. That didn’t change that you still thought he was an idiot from time to time.

Is she still mad at us? She was laughing when I hit you. Should I try again?

“NO!” Eddie exclaimed, making you open your eyes in surprise. He just shook his head a little, letting you know he was arguing with the symbiote. “We do not hit people for saying stupid things. Especially not when people is us.”

You burst out laughing again, leaning your forehead against his chest and Eddie instantly wrapped his arms around you.

You saw the hope and affection in his eyes as you looked up at him with a smile on your face. “Well, to be fair, I started it.”

“Don’t defend him,” Eddie grinned.

She likes me better than you.

“No, she doesn’t,” Eddie instantly answered, making you giggle.

“What did he say?” you asked, as Eddie leaned in pressing a kiss to your lips.

“Nothing. Just some nonsense. Come back to bed?” he begged, starting to walk backward with your hand in his. He lost his grip as he suddenly tripped himself, causing him to tumble onto the bed alone.

You broke down laughing, watching the confused Eddie squirm around on the bed, trying to figure out what happened.

“Two against one is not fair,” he whined, as you sat down on the bed.

“You better get used to it. There’s gonna be three against one soon,” you teased.

Eddie groaned, moving so his head was in your lap and he pressed his lips against your belly.

“She is gonna be on my side. Won’t you, peanut?” Eddie asked, grunting as you and Venom spoke at the same time yet again.

No, she won’t.

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[honey-bri-books]

I was tagged by @deletingpoint. Thanks! My answers are pretty basic, but wanted to try it, anyway!

Are you named after anyone?

No. Name came from a baby book.

When was the last time you cried?

In bed a few nights ago, but I’m pretty sure it was just because I watched Supernatural and was imagining the worst possible outcome for the series finale, wondering how Castiel is feeling, etc. Very tired, at the time.

Do you have kids?

No.

Do you use sarcasm a lot?

All the time. Every day. One of my work places likes that about me, the other doesn’t.

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

Wanna say height or hair, but not sure. Possibly the style of their clothing.

What’s your eye color?

Brown.

Scary movie or happy ending?

Happy Endings.

Any special talents?

Choreographer.

Where were you born?

At home. Korea.

What are your hobbies?

dance, theater, social media, reading, some writing, trying new recipes. Exercise is turning into a hobby, but still a little new to it.

Have any pets?

No.

What sports have you or do you play?

I consider ballet a sport, but since that’s still up for debate...none.

How tall are you?

5 ft. 4 in.

Favorite school subject?

High School: English, (writing, reading). 

College: Dance Composition.

Dream job?

Full time performer and choreographer.

Choreographer on Broadway. 

Gonna tag @dizzypinwheel @stabbedghost96 @goldenangelbloodcastiel and @oreoundtheworld Sorry for bugging everyone, but wanted to tag somebody for this. :)

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“Broken Halos”

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