#not to mention all the creeps who got a pass cuz their bestie was a mod

[sharksmirk]

There were some amazing things about old fandom but don't trust anybody who tells you fandom needs to go back to private servers modded by a clique of BFFs and no blocking features.

[onmyyan]

Straight Venomous

Yandere!Batfam x Venom!Reader

A/N: Cannon typical violence, tw//murder(dw no one important) tw//blood mention, weed is smoked briefly, tw//guns (I mean come on it’s Jason) Venoms words will be in bold EDITED 1/11/2023)

If there was any place your, let’s say particular situation, would be overlooked it was Gotham City.

You and the symbiote had come to a comfortable understanding, no eating people in exchange for a questionable diet of whatever gut-churning combination he could come up with. It reminded you of a pregnant woman’s cravings, odd and occasionally disgusting but better than people. However, there were times when you’d give in to his more feral behavior. Like today for instance, you’d made the silly mistake of trying to have a moment of peace outside your stuffy apartment, rooming with two dudes wasn’t so bad as you made a point to avoid them, they minded their business and besides the occasional unexplained shout or small explosion they were solid roomies, sure the came home at the weirdest hours and you could smell the blood on them they tried in vain to hide but you weren’t one to judge what those two got into, before V you were a lot closer, even managing a movie night once in a while when the stars aligned, but that was in the past, this routine of distance would have been lonely if not for your built-in bestie.

Just as you began to inhale the sweet bitter smoke of the joint you’d so gently rolled up a disgruntled man came barreling down the alley you sat perched in. A few moments later the scream of a siren shot down the street, the noise alarming you more than the skittish criminal before you. The farther away the vehicle got the less your head felt like bursting, although now you had to face your other issue, seeing as your fire escape was basically on the floor, his panicked eyes snapped to you immediately. 

A brief pause was held as he contemplated his actions, you could practically see the gears turning as he eyed the messy bag of loose hundreds, then his gun, then back to you.

”Oh please do-“

The shotgun fired, smoke blocking his vision, though the thick blanket of smoke couldn’t hide the sound of your body hitting the wall. He turned around quickly but as he expected no one came to investigate the crime. Hunched over he began to shakily flip through the bills counting rather calmly for a man who just committed first-degree murder.

”Seriously? You fuckin’ shot me. Dick move guy.” Your voice was right behind him, before his brain could process how you were even breathing, let alone down his neck, a tar-like substance began to creep from beneath his shirt, his weapon was snatched away and crushed, the scream of metal being ripped apart muffled his shout of pure unfiltered fear, all the while the strange tendrils continued to wrap around his wriggling form, “What the hell?! Get off me you crazy bitch-“ his voice cut off by the mass of black gagging him.

”You owe me a new shirt dickweed .” The behemoth of a man was now being held a foot off the ground, his thrashing becoming more desperate with each passing moment.

”Aw look at him go! He wiggles just like a worm.” Venom said joyfully constricting tighter and tighter, the tendrils creating some kind of cocoon around the poor bastard.

”Yeah yeah don’t make a mess.” You said digging through the cash he dropped, your face scrunched as you flicked away the bloodier bills. “Come on V, I gotta go to the stupid store now.” Your face sat in a pout as you thumbed the singed fabric of your shirt, more distraught about the waste of a good outfit than the still closing holes in your chest, at some point the man had stopped fighting, and what should have been a sickening sound of digestion echoed in the dank alleyway. Thankfully your roomies weren’t home, you didn’t feel like explaining.

”You done?” Venom took a moment before loudly burping out his snack's gore-covered clothes, “Cool cuz my tits are getting cold.”

Thirty minutes later four extra large pizzas sat stacked against your side, as ugly as it could be Gotham truly came alive at night, the air buzzing with life and opportunity both good and bad, it brought a small smile to your face, you could feel Venom scanning the area no doubt looking for more food to waste your money on, well that assholes money if we wanna get nitpicky. The air could be dank at times but there was always a hint of saltwater lingering in the back. Most people wouldn’t be so calm in your position, in fact, it had taken a while for you to do so, but V was adamant about exploring the city, especially at night when he could form around you like a body suit sans head, the shadows made it much easier to hide in plain sight, his curiosity was genuine and reminded you of a toddler in a way, you had a hard time saying no to the (mostly) sweet (not so little) guy.

Most people out at this time were up to no good or about to be, so it wasn’t unusual to feel stares or sneers bearing down your back, but once close enough, most people had enough common sense not to engage with you, something hardwired in their DNA tells them to stop, something they knew in their heart of hearts was dangerous. Most people were uncomfortable around you. But not all.

Pushing past a gaggle of drunken men you paid them no mind, their comments not registering in your brain until a hand swiped for your large haul of food.

”Back the fuck up dirt neck.” You said after dodging the man's hand for the second time. 

The pack of hyenas shaped like men mumbled drunkenly in disdain, something about your attitude was heard but just barely, the reverberation of Venom's snarls bounced around in your skull like the bass was turned up to ten.

‘Vile little manthings. Disgusting creatures- let’s eat them’

“It’ll ruin your appetite.” You answered out loud in disagreement, yet gently set your pizza down, far enough not to get destroyed but close enough to keep an eye out.

”You sh-should answer when spoken to.” One of the idiots began shuffling towards you, his face red, eyebrows furrowed, you huffed through your nose, ignoring them once more you cracked your neck in irritation. “I really don’t feel like dealing with you musties.” Once more your words didn’t match the almost eager grin steadily stretching across your lips.

White began to bleed over your eyes, your fingers twitching, not knowing who to reach for first, a tremble of excitement grew in your belly, the closest man stumbled backward into his friend, rubbing his eyes at what he has just seen, just as the reality of the situation began to dawn on the drunkards mind a new person entered the fray,

”Come on guys don’t be like this,” The new voice suddenly spoke after leaping from the one of buildings you stood between, “I only have three bullets left so one of you is gonna get special attention, I’ll let you fight it out.” he stood tall, the streetlights flickered almost menacingly causing streaks of red to bounce off his helmet and onto the now shaking men. Although clearly outmatched they tried to square up anyway, seemingly missing the pistol pointed at them. Venom retreated back inside, his curiosity peaked by the man's abrupt declaration.

‘He smells familiar.’

’Weird thing to focus on but go off I guess.’ You responded plopping down beside your dinner, flicking the lid open you watched eagerly as the fight began, although it wasn’t much of a fight so much as the newcomer embarrassing the four dudes faster than you could fold your pizza in half. He kept his promise unloading the three bullets into three different kneecaps, the fourth guy tried to take a brave swing only to get his shoulder roughly dislocated, and his body was shoved into the ground with enough force for something to crack, the noise reverberating with his accompanying scream.

”I told ya’ you’d get it bad.” Red said with what you could only imagine was a big smile, he brought his heel down on his head with a smack, giving it a good twist before finally turning to acknowledge your form.

”You okay down there?” The amusement was clear in his voice as he squatted to eye level. You nodded, cheeks too full to answer, after swiping at your mouth with the back of your hand, you shot him a grateful grin. “Want some?” 

He snorted offering you a hand, “I’m good, preciate’ it sweetheart.” Your eyebrows shot up at the nickname, your suspicions growing by the second as you accepted his hand. “You shouldn’t be walking out this late you know that right?” 

“Oh, so I’m just supposed to not do what I want cuz assholes are assholes? Thanks for your concern big guy but I’ll take my chances.” You swiped your food off the floor and began heading back towards your tiny shared apartment curious how this was going to play out. 

“I agree, good people shouldn’t have to do that kinda’ shit but you know what town you’re in so.” His large arms were crossed as he walked beside you, “Exactly. I’ve lived here long enough to know just what I’m getting myself into thank you very much.” He laughed, the sound funny to hear with the filter over it, I wonder if he knew about V? Was this all some elaborate way to tell me he knew my big secret?

”You just wanna see this ugly mug every night then huh? Not that I’m complaining truly I’m flattered, but there are easier ways to ask a guy out.” You couldn’t fight the loud laugh from escaping, “Cute, but no thanks, I’m already in a pretty serious relationship, he doesn’t like to share.”

’Depends who’s asking for it’ the symbiote teased.

Ignoring his perverted implications you continued on expecting him to leave after done his - wait was this his job? Did the city pay vigilantes? Probably not they all definitely got side hustles, bet Superman has a secret Onlyfans somewhere.

”You’re fully not listening to me are you?” He asked with a laugh interrupting your train of thought.

”Caught me, heh whoops, what were you saying?”

”I said where are you going? Seeing as you want to die or something I can’t let you walk home alone.” You paused to stare at the ‘stranger’ 

“We really gonna do this Jason? Like you gonna sit here and pretend you aren’t you and don’t live two feet from me.”

“..............”

”Oh my god we are.”

”..............”

”Is this who we are? Is this who we represent .”

”......HOW- How’d you...”

”You smell like you.” He subtly lifted his arm to sniff despite the big-ass helmet on his head.

”Also you called me Sweetheart and you said it just like you always do.”

”Well this is embarrassing.”