#venbyte

[crisispider]

do they have specific shampoos, conditioners and body wash, or do they go with a 3-in-1?

A different headcanon meme I've lost? - Accepting - @venbyte

Unfortunately for any and all partners who decide to date Peter Benjamin Parker is a broke bitch, and because he is such a broke bitch.. well he is a 3-in-1 kind of man. The only exception to this really is when he has a partner who just is the one to buy all of the soaps and lotions. If there are other options just there that he is allowed to use? Then he is a well groomed boy.. with a whole little skin care routine and everything.

[witchoflegends]

@venbyte liked for a Hobie starter

"Bruv. It was never that serious." He had gotten the job done, hadn't he? So what if it wasn't the 'standard' way of doing things. It was just one more blissfully unaware universe in the never ending see of ignorance. "I'm affective."

[nclson]

** @venbyte : ' oh excellent, I'm sure this won't be strange at all, ' foggy hummed and lifted his head to glare at the new person stood in his office. the general aura of 'dont fuck with me' was strong and the lawyer sighed, ' a little legal advice ? don't kill me here, you'll never get the blood out of the carpet. '

[writteninscarlet]

“There’s nothing wrong with the tiara. …it is a little less constraining than the wimple I used to wear.” The full head piece that even went under her neck had disappeared, a thing of the last now. “I have seen some very questionable costumes and this is rather modest actually. Better than the short, SHORT tunic Hawkeye used to wear. We aren’t all part of the Spider-Soc and able to purchase brand clothing.”

Mini Starter Call ;; @venbyte

[tiredg0ds]

being   spotted   by   @venbyte  used   to   be   an   oh   shit   moment.      they'd   fought   over   wade's   presence   within   spider-society   more   times   than   wade   could   count.      quite   literally.      wade   couldn't   count   that   high.      it   still   was   an   oh   shit   moment…   but   for   entirely   different   reasons.      the   little   crush   that   wade   harbored   for   the   strikeforce's   leader   is…   embarrassing,   to   say   the   least.         ❝         papi   !         ❞         wade   greets,   despite   the   oh   shit   moment   he's   having   on   the   inside.         ❝         nice   to   see   'ya   …   you're   not   gonna   …   throw   me   out   again,   are   'ya   ?         ❞   

[aa-carnivorousfatality]

"venbyte liked your post." HMMMM. You mean my shipping post? The one where I made an ooc post and asked if anyone who would be interested in shipping with Carnage to like said post? You mean that one? How INTERESTING.

[iobartach]

@venbyte

Drenched in light, the portal unfolds at his command, opening a path to a new dimension, ripe for exploration. Faced with the familiar arrangement of hexagonal rings rings, before embarking, he checks the device on his wrist, skimming for information that was relevant to his destination. In well over a thousand usages of this pioneering technology, he had run through the same pre-departure checklist, passing all tasks without issue... Until today.

Discovering an issue prior to leaving, frustration etched itself upon his features as he tapped rapidly on an unresponsive screen. Rather than stick on anything useful, as if intent on making matters worse, the display was crowded by distorted letters and glitching colours, the device itself having hanged when trying to display important statistics. Without access to such crucial information up front, he exposed himself to the possibility of blindly stepping forth into a world he knew nothing about. It was the perfect grounds to abort, to back out of a dimensional jump, rather than risk exposing himself to potential harm.

So why then did his feet move to carry him towards certain doom, rather than away from it? Had the allure of the unknown appealed to some neglected part of himself? Would the glitch stabilisation aspect of the device still function as intended, if he were to attempt dimensional travel? Unsure that he was keen to find out exactly what motivations were responsible for compelling his strides , before he could try to back out, O'Hara dove into the portal, blinding himself momentarily in the process.

Once the the temporary sightlessness had passed, the streaming brightness of the portal fading with it, he felt a mix of surprise... and relief... when he emerged in darkness. Dropped off inside of an unknown space, wishing to find out where he had ended up, he began to walk, his enhanced vision affording him perfect clarity of sight in the pitch blackness. Counting his steps as he moved, he got all the up to thirty paces when an uneasy sense of familiarity washed over his shoulders, a kind of déjà vu that loudly asserted that he should know this place.

But, before he could chance to understand why that was, something moved nearby, flipping a switch. And all at once did the lab light up, bright as daytime.

"Arrgh!"

Unprepared for the sudden blaze of light, a grunt of discomfort slips from his mouth as both arms shoot up to cover his masked head, his sensitive eyes forced to close as pain blooms briefly at the back of his skull. Left disorientated for a minute or two, it grants enough time to allow for someone else to approach his vulnerable, writhing form, which, as if scheduled in advance, arrives right on cue as he registers the touch of a firm finger press against his shoulder, demanding his attention. Intending to supply it, as he turns to face the stranger, a horrible sensation of knowing thrummed once again within the core of his being like a plucked guitar.

Dios mío. It was like looking into a mirror.

For his garnet hues fell upon none other than the shape of himself, still completely human and working for Alchemax.

[sensesdialed]

@venbyte asked: " what? no witty remark? nothing clever to say? " // question prompts

"I, UH, I'M KINDA working on it?" Peter leans back on his heels to combat the way Miguel seems to LOOM over him— he WAS actually trying to think of something witty to say in an attempt to lighten the mood ( he's got the Peter Parker special down pat ), but of course his mind comes up BLANK when he needs it the most. Seriously, come to him like THAT in the middle of fights, and he can't think of anything good enough now?!

"You know, I kinda feel like the story itself's funny enough— I dunno what else I was s'posed to do when I saw other spider people running around my universe! Other other ones, 'cause I've met other me's before-" Oh, Peter, he knows. "—I was just gonna help 'em catch their guy and talk power and design details, but then the portals came in, and... I feel like expecting me to see a portal and not jump into it is thinking way too highly of me, uh... sir-"

That's not going to save this.

"... So I'm getting the sense you heard about what happened with my world."

[bledf1rst]

@venbyte said : 🩹

" there's probably a lesson to be learned, here. somewhere. " peter grumbles UNHAPPILY from where he's splayed on the rooftop, having just unfolded from the roll he'd attempted to break his fall, but alas. his webshooters are blinking an angry red because they're deprived of even an OUNCE of web fluid and his ankle- the one that'd taken the brunt of the impact- has impressively swollen to the size of a BASEBALL. he doesn't think it's broken, but peter doesn't swivel the joint, either, to stave off the pain he knows is coming whenever the adrenaline wears off.

" -i swear i swapped for new canisters this morning when i left my apartment. the heck. "

starter prompts, STILL ACCEPTING

[crisispider]

@venbyte liked for a random lyric starter !!!

"If I could begin to be half of what you think of me.. I could do about anything.." Peter was more singing softly to himself, it was the first little thought to escape his mind as he had wandered in on a Miguel who was passed out at his desk. AGAIN. Peter sighed softly, before scooping the nearly seven foot tall Spider-man into his arms and without much thought carried him over to the couch so he could at least nap somewhere comfortable.

[witchoflegends]

@venbyte liked for a Lyla starter

"Ooph. That does not look good. Are you sure you don't want me to call someone for that?" She could have easily called Jess without even consulting him, but she figured she'd at least try to give him a chance to give the correct answer. Yet Lyla knew he'd probably be too stubborn to accept help.

[arxnexe]

@venbyte // liked for a one liner //

❝ WAIT, wait, wait . . . don't tell me . . . you're auditioning for CATS .. maybe the sequel? ❞

[surpriseattack]

❛  you really don’t want to test me right now.  ❜

🐝  *  ―  𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌  𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒  𝐈  𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑  𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃.

❛ 𝙰𝚒𝚗'𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝙾'𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚊. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗' 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗' 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜. ❜ Right on then, he'll entertain the wild theory with blatant distaste. He's getting tired of having to look up at that damn platform but he doesn't need to be at eye level to protest his disinterest.

Considering the knowledge he knows, he could very well strike where it would hurt most but they're not there yet and he'd rather keep whatever standing he had left intact even with the massive fissure that continued to form with every interaction.

❛ 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎. ❜ It wasn't a threat. Not yet.

[tiredg0ds]

@venbyte sent: maybe   i've   been   feeling   this   way   for   a   long   time.   ( for wade )

wade's   head   was   pressed   against   miguel's   chest,   a   position   they   spent   more   than   enough   time   in.      the   web-nest   miguel   had   built   for   them   was   comfortable,   but   snug.      they   spent   the   majority   of   their   time   in   it   pressed   tightly   together   as   they   slept.      their   conversation   had   started   as   half-asleep   mumbling,   but   now   wade   is   wide   awake.         ❝         do   'ya   mean   it   ?         ❞            wade   asks,   before   wiggling   backwards   so   that   he   can   peer   up   at   miguel's   features.      he   has   to   be   serious.      miguel   wouldn't   lie   to   him.      wouldn't   jerk   the   rug   out   from   under   wade   like   that.      wade   had   fallen   for   miguel   some   months   ago,   but   had   managed   to   keep   his   feelings   to   himself.      for   the   most   part,   anyway.      he   was   still   a   flirt,   and   sometimes   his   teasing   felt   a   little   too   close   to   home.      but   he   managed   to   keep   his   feelings   separate   from   the   playful   taunting.      at   least,   most   of   the   time.   

as   soon   as   confirmation   falls   from   miguel's   lips,   wade   is   pressing   their   mouths   together.      a   kiss   to   seal   the   proclamation,   he   supposed.      the   kiss   only   lasts   the   briefest   of   moments   before   wade   is   tugging   back   to   speak.         ❝         i   feel   it   too…      have   for   awhile.         ❞  

[aa-carnivorousfatality]

" miguel. you are hurting my feelings here. "

Clear lie. Fucker doesn't have feelings outside of rage and homicidal tendencies.

[lyrates]

GET WAFFLED IDIOT

❝  𝗪𝗢𝗔𝗛,  𝗪𝗢𝗔𝗛,  𝗪𝗢𝗔𝗛,  come  on  now...  ❞  there's  a  zing  and  a  zop!  and she's  phased  away.  sure,  there's  no  need  for  her  to  zip  zap  out  of  the  waffles  trajectory  (  𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺  𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵  𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦  𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩  𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴  𝘵𝘰  𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘴  )  but  she  does  anyway,  her  tiny  projection  ending  up  right  up  at  miguels  face,  oh yeah, she's pouting, ❝  it's  𝗻𝗼  𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿  when  i  can't  fight  back!  what  kind  of  waffle  off  is  this?!  ❞

waffle me ( x ! ) // ft. @venbyte