#yes venom makes a tiny heart with his tendrils for eddie

[haydieks]

...would Venomized orca still look the same just larger or would it change its appearance? I mean.

[wearemystic]

Pulse (2 / 2)

Character(s): Reader, Mystic, Eddie Brock, Venom

Rating: E

Warning(s): N/S/F/W, breathplay, blood kink (if you squint)

You shudder underneath the watchful gaze of Venom, Eddie and Mystic, suddenly aware of the weight of their stares. It’s… not an unpleasant sensation, per se, but it still has you feeling like your skin is trying to crawl away without your skeleton and nervous system. The attention is too much.

Thanks, I hate it.

“don’t be such a big baby,” Mystic scolds you, stroking the side of your face. “she’s nervous.”

“Don’t be nervous, babe,” Eddie says. He looks like he wants to reach out and touch you but then he’s glancing at Mystic, probably remembering the only rule she’d set down. No touching. “Is-is it because of Vee and me? I know it’s kind of weird—”

You blink, alarmed that he would even think that. “What? No, no! It’s, um, it’s just in my head. I’m being a dumb. Don’t worry about it.”

Eddie frowns, but he drops the subject. Venom is watching you pensively, tendrils reaching out for your hand. Mystic meets him halfway, lavender merging with black. You gasp as something other worms it’s way into your consciousness. Mystic slithers up your spine and puts pressure on the parts of your brain that control the release of dopamine, the middle areas that don’t get stimulated nearly as much as they should. You suck in a breath as a rolling wave of calm-happy-safe seeps through your blood, but your heart still pounds against your ribs because something that isn’t Mystic is in your head.

“Uh, guys? What-what’s going on?” A general idea begins to form in your head as you look at Venom and Mystic’s intertwined tendrils, and you’re not entirely sure if you like it or not. "Venom? Are you - are you in my head?" Your voice trembles, and Eddie's eyes flash white in your peripheral vision.

"Yes." He wraps around Eddie's skull, coming into view as the Venom that criminals and nightlife scum fear in the streets. "You are… afraid, of us?"

"No! No, I'm not afraid of you, I - I just — " You trail off, frustrated with your lack of words. "I'm just, fuck. I haven't done this sort of thing before, you know, with two - three? - other people before. I'm afraid that I won't be good enough at it for you, I guess? I don't know, I'm being silly."

"You are being silly," Eddie says as Venom pulls back, both from Mystic and his face. It's unnerving to hear Venom and Eddie as one speaker while the symbiote retracts. "I - we - don't care about how it is for us. We want you to have fun, too, you know."

You think back on the expressions Venom had drawn out of Eddie, cheeks pricking with heat. "I've been having fun this entire time. Mystic has, too."

Eddie snaps his fingers. "Well, there you go, ki — shit, sorry, forgot about that. There you go, then. You're having fun, I'm having a blast, now can I — we — please see you? We wanna know what makes you moan and writhe and come."

Mystic rolls you onto your side so that you're facing Eddie as she moves to your back, much like how Venom was positioned with Eddie. She pulls at the hem of your old t-shirt slowly, revealing your belly and ribs and chest in a way that can only be described as teasing. Venom reappears on Eddie's shoulder, and they both watch her closely. You blink, flushing under their rapt attention. Eddie bites his bottom lip.

"'S not fair," you mutter.

"what's not fair, brat?" Mystic's movements pause, and she looks at you with narrowed eyes.

"He's so pretty!" Jerking your head at Eddie, you pout. "I wish my mouth was that pretty."

Eddie's face looks like the apples in your kitchen — bright red and the tiniest bit shiny.

"He is pretty," Venom agrees. "He is also very talented with his mouth."

Your breath catches, and a image of Eddie looking up at you from between your legs, lower face dripping with slick, flashes through your mind. "Oh, fuck. Wish I could test that out for myself."

Venom hums in consideration, but the symbiote ultimately says nothing else on the suggestion because Mystic has said nothing relating to it as she pulls your shirt over your head. The neck catches on your chin for a moment. You groan in mock despair, prompting a laugh from Eddie. Mystic pinches your hip.

"don't whine, brat."

"But it was covering my face," you say as it goes over your mouth and nose. "I was going to suffocate and die."

"that's a you problem."

"... Bitch."

"brat."

Eddie clears his throat. "Ladies, no need to fight. You're both pretty."

Both you and Mystic turn towards him, identical looks of irritation written on your faces. Yours is obscured by your shirt, ruining the effect, but Mystic looks fearsome enough for the two of you, you think. Eddie grins, holding up his hands in surrender. Venom flicks his tongue over Eddie's belly, licking up the cooling cum. You make a soft, frustrated noise in the back of your throat — you can hear it, but you can't see it. Mystic finishes pulling your shirt off of you.

Your nipples pebble in the cool air of your bedroom. Eddie makes a strained sound when Mystic drags a tendril over your side, curling around your left breast and giving it an affectionate squeeze. His pupils dilate again, black engulfing the grey. You rub your thighs together.

It's not fair, you think again, that anyone should be so pretty and so strong all at once.

Mystic wraps a tentacle around your waist, a comfortingly heavy weight on your hip.

You're just as strong as he is, lamb. You just show it in other ways.

Purple biomatter spreads warm and smooth down your back as Mystic moves towards your pants. You let out a sigh of relief when Mystic undoes the buttons of your jeans. The denim scratches against your skin as you wriggle to get out of them faster.  Jeans have always been your least favorite type of pants. You run a hand down your thigh. You wish you had thought to shave earlier. Oh, well.

"why is that such a big deal, anyways?" Mystic's eyes blink in a slow consecutive pattern, starting with the uppermost pair.

"B-because," you stumble over your own tongue as Mystic slides a tentacle beneath the band of your panties, "some people find a lack of body hair to be beautiful. It's just a weird h-human thing."

"well, it's stupid," Mystic hums in response, dragging her tongue over your pulse point and pressing down on it. You can feel your blood pushing against the pressure. You must make some sort of sound, because Eddie huffs out a laugh, palming his cock as he watches Mystic pull your panties down. Venom spreads over Eddie's shoulder and down his arm, coating his skin with black biomatter. You watch him chub back up through hooded eyes.

He really does have a pretty cock.

Mystic laughs, breath hot and wet against the skin of your ear. The vibrations go straight through Mystic, all the way down to where she ends and you being. She is almost, almost to your clit, and you whine. Eddie perks up, a questioning look on his face. "What's up?"

"she thinks your cock is pretty, eddie. we both do."

Your friend blushes something fierce, choking briefly on his own spit. Venom's mouth spreads wide in a toothy smile and you feel yourself grow wet upon seeing it. Desire spikes in your belly. Mystic growls low and jealous before cupping your face and pulling you in for a kiss. You tilt your head to the side, slotting your mouth against hers like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle.

She tastes like chocolate and — faintly — meat.

As she kisses you, her tongue slides into your mouth. You've kissed with tongue before, but that was years ago, with a boy who didn't know what he was doing. Mystic seems to know exactly what she's doing as she traces the inside of your teeth with her tongue, paying particular attention to the tiny points of your canines.

so cute.

I'm not cute, you think indignantly. I'm sexy.

you're cute and sexy, brat.

... That works, you decide, swallowing as Mystic's tongue slides farther back into your mouth, down your throat. Your eyes flicker open when Eddie jostles your mattress. He's sitting cross-legged with his other at his back, both hands lashed together and held up above his head by Venom. The symbiote has a tendril wrapped across Eddie’s lower belly and another wrapped around the base of his cock, much like before.

He looks painfully hard.

Mystic strokes down the inside of your thighs, starting at the point where your belly meets your hips and sliding down from there. The speckles on her biomatter shimmer as you moan, then sigh, when she brushes against your clit. You bite down on your lip, hard enough to cause blood to well up and dribble down your chin. The scent of wet iron fills the air.

Venom's growl rumbles in your ears. Mystic drags her tongue over the wound, sealing it with a caress. Eddie is focused in on the blood shining on your chin.

Your lip still feels swollen.

Mystic strokes your clit again, sinking lower to gather some of your slick on the tip of her tendril and rising to rub it all over the sensitive bundle of nerves. You tense, knees locking as you begin to feel that crest of pleasure. To your disappointment, Mystic pulls away, tsking.

"not yet, ducky," she leans in, whispering in your ear. "let's give them a show, hmm?"

"Y-yes, oh, yes, let's," you reply breathlessly. Turning so that you're looking at Eddie and Vee from between your legs, you spread them wide, flaunting the shining flesh and damp pubic hair. Eddie's Adam's apple bobs as he swallows.

"Oh, f-fuck. You're so, so wet. How...?"

You laugh and your other hums against your throat. "We get wet real easy, Eddie," you and Mystic drawl in unison. "Makes a mess, but it's always worth the clean up afterwards."

Your friend groans. Mystic divvies herself so that you sit between two thick swathes of her, sort of like if you sat on the ground between the legs of someone on the couch. She's warm around you, and you sink into that warmth like a bath. Mystic pulls your legs further apart, up and out of the way of Venom and Eddie's eyes. You can feel her excitement at the prospect of showing you off.

The air conditioner kicks on, and you jump a little before laughing at yourself. Eddie snorts, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Jumpy, much?"

"Fuck off, it's loud." You try and fail to frown at him.

"Sure, baby, sure," he laughs. He stretches his legs out, nudging your hand with his toes. You smack at his foot; his skin is cold.

"no touchy, remember, edward?" Eddie's lip curls at Mystic's use of his given name, and he rolls his eyes.

"Fi-ine. Don't call me Edward, though."

"consider it payback for you calling us kid nonstop." Mystic sticks her tongue out at him. He rolls his eyes again. You purse your lips. You can't but feel responsible for your symbiote's misbehavior. You mumble an apology to your friend, voice catching as tiny tentacles begin to explore your pussy. Eddie waves you off, saying that he knows what Klyntar can be like. His eyes don't leave your fluttering cunt.

"Oh, shit," he says softly. "Fuck, I-I'd love to fill you up, baby. You look so warm and soft and wet; I bet I could just slide right in, no prep needed."

Your hips jump at his words. "Warn a girl next time you start dirty-talking, Eddie, Jesus."

Eddie just laughs and turns to look at his other when Venom joins in. "Nah, I don't think I will."

"We really won't."

"Can you imagine it, Vee? Stuffing her full and having her take us both at the same time?" Venom rumbles in response, rubbing the head of Eddie's cock. Eddie twitches, catching his lower lip between his teeth.

While Eddie is talking, Mystic — the sneaky bitch — slides her primary tentacle into your cunt. You whine low and raspy in your throat as she fills you up. Her teeth scrape your jugular as she thickens inside of you.

“Fu-uck, Myst, Myst, doll, please.” Eddie and Vee turn back to you in time to see you throw your head back against Mystic’s chest. You can only imagine what a picture you must make. You’re pretty sure that your face will be this red for the rest of your life. (Since you’ve bonded with Mystic, it is a definite possibility.)

“that’s it, brat, take it in,” she hums in your ear. “you do so well for us, looking so pretty like this.”

When she starts to pump into you, you lose all sense of self; there’s no way to tell where you cease to be and become her. There’s just we and that’s more than okay with you. In some far corner of your brain, you recognize the slick sound of Eddie stroking himself. Whatever — it doesn’t matter when your whole world is made up of Mystic and the things she does to you. You arch under her touch as she presses down on your clit.

She knows your body better than you do.

Heat curls in your belly, molten gold singing in your blood. You flex your lower muscles as you lift your hips, meeting Mystic thrust for thrust. You feel deliciously full. Your attention turns back to your breasts, groping them and pinching your nipples between your thumb and forefinger. Eddie moans when you duck your head and lick a line across the silky skin. You shiver when the unit-cooled air hits your saliva.

Mystic twists inside of you, pressing harder, deeper, than she ever has before. You hiss when she brushes against your cervix. “A-ah! Not that deep, doll. That’s too sensitive.”

Your symbiote hums an apology in your ear, stroking the swell of your belly as she presses upwards inside of you. Eyes wide, your breath catches when you see the skin rise up in the shape of Mystic’s tentacle. Holy motherfucking shit. That’s so hot. Why is that so hot? I didn’t know that would actually be possible?

“Holy shit.” Eddie’s words echo your thoughts and his expression is just as surprised as yours. His hand stutters in its movement. Venom picks up the slack, causing Eddie’s hips to jump involuntarily. “Hnn, fu-uck, that’s literally the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

You snort, biting your lip. “I don’t know, man, I’m pretty sure it would be hotter if it was us in you.” His eyes slip shut and his breathing picks up. “But you know what would be even hotter, though?”

Eddie hums in response. “What would be hotter than you inside me?”

“Us inside you while you’re in us — in me.” You’re pleased when Eddie moans loudly. “God, and then Venom could be inside my — our — ass. Me and you, we’d be so full, Eddie. I bet it would feel amazing.”

Eddie groans.

Mystic flicks at your clit. It hurts, just a little, but it sends the heat in your gut spiraling upwards. You whine. “Oh, god, Mystic, please.”

“please what, lamb?”

“Fuck, fuck, please let me come, I need to come.” You roll your hips in an attempt to get more friction against your clit. Your other presses down on your hips, holding you still.

“eddie. should she be allowed to come?” Mystic looks over at Eddie for input, slowing her thrusts into your pussy. An indignant sound leaves your throat. Mystic stretches out a tentacle and pushes it past your lips, silencing you — for now. You drag your teeth over her in retaliation.

Eddie breathes heavily through his nose, opening his eyes to look at you, and god, it’s an amazing sight. You're all spread out before him, legs parted and pussy facing he and Venom. They have a perfect view of Mystic fucking into you, a perfect view of your cunt shining with juices that Eddie wants very badly to taste. Venom slides a black tendril over the head of his — their — cock. It's almost too much and he barely holds back the orgasm building inside of him.

You give Eddie a pleading look, cheeks pink and saliva dripping shiny down your chin.

He wants to know what your mouth would feel like on his dick.

"Y-yeah, let her come."

"We want to see her face as she comes undone, Mystic," Venom adds. Mystic considers this and then pulls out of your mouth, moving the tentacle to wrap around your throat instead.

Eddie can see your pulse jump. He really, really wants to bite it and leave a mark that'll stay as a reminder of tonight. Venom picks up on this thought, rumbling in agreement. "She would look very nice all marked up by us, Eddie."

Your eyes go wide. You would like that. You would like that a lot.

"later, pet," Mystic says. "right now is for us." She wraps a tendril around your clit as she begins fucking you in earnest, pulling and lightly pinching as she does so.

Your orgasm hits you like a brick wall and you wail. Everything goes totally white, and the only thing you can really hear is the blood in your ears and Mystic’s ecstatic hisses. You clench down hard on her, pushing your feet against the mattress. Despite Mystic’s hold on your hips, you manage to lift them up, meeting your other as she fucks you through the fluttering pulse and ragged breathing that always comes after. Sweat drips down the back of your legs. You lay there on your back, heart pounding against your ribs. Mystic strokes your clit once more for good measure, and you twitch.

“You, uh, you good?” Eddie’s talking to you, but it feels like your head is full of cotton. You make a noncommittal noise, flexing your fingers against the sheets.

It feels like forever before you can see again. Mystic wraps around you, gentle as anything, pulling you into a sitting position. She’s warm against your rapidly cooling skin.

Thank you, doll.

wouldn’t be right to not care for you afterwards.

I know. Thank you.

you’re welcome.

“So, uh, how are you, Eddie? Venom?” It feels like your throat’s been scraped raw.

“I — uh, we — are amazing. Ho-ly fuck. Can we do this again, sometime?”

You snort, nodding. “Definitely. Maybe next time we can really take care of you.”

Eddie makes an agreeable noise in the back of his throat. Venom appears over Eddie’s shoulder and nods in agreement. “That would be good, wouldn’t it, Eddie?”

“Hell yeah, it would.”

[snarky-badger]

I'm just imagining in the trapped in the elevator story after SO has the baby and V's just like 'it's so small....... a tiny human...' just completely enamored w/ this lil squishy bean. Just. Noodle Dad and smol babby is Good Shit.

Had a bunch of Prompts like this one:

Hey there! Just wanted to say that I absolutely fell in love with your Expecting Venom x Reader story!! 🖤❤️ Do you think there will be a sequel/follow up where Eddie and the reader have a cute discussion about names or Eddie/Venom freaking out over a Braxton Hicks contraction? (And maybe the reader goes, “OMG, it’s fine! I’m fine! Plz calm down!” after Venom fully transforms, scoops her up, and is about to web-swing her to the hospital, or something! XD )            

OMG, I just LOVED your Pregnant Reader x Eddie Brock/Venom story!!!! Do you think you could do another one where the Reader suddenly goes into labor?  

Can we get more pregnant reader with Eddie and the symbiot? Maybe she goes into labor and they are freaking out and after 5 hrs twins are born, one completely human and the other a symboit that already bonded with the human baby and they are a perfect match since they basically grown together.          

Hi don’t know if I’m asking at the right site sorry if I’m not. I was wondering if you could do a venom promt, like a sequel to the Elevator one where the pregnant reader finally gives birth and Venom is immediately mesmerized by the baby after the delivery, maybe have him freak out like a lot of dads do during the labour since he is still learning things about humans? If you already have a sequel to it then just ignore me. Gamer-Kat.

WOW! So much interest for this one! Alright, here we go. I hope this doesn’t disappoint. (I tried to work in the symbiote/baby idea. It’s not quite what was requested, but I hope it’s good enough)

Sequel to ‘Elevator Troubles while Expecting’

EDIT - I have edited the prompt ‘Daddy’s Girl’ to fit in with this. Think of it as a future part of this ‘series’ of prompts.

“Eddie?”

“Yeah, babe?”

You grimaced a little as you braced a hand against the living room wall, your other hand clutching at your belly. Pain radiated from your stomach, to your lower back and down your legs, turning standing into an exertion that you really didn’t need. You breathed through it, when spoke once the wave had passed. “I think you should get me to the hospital now.”

His head jerked up and spun towards you so fast you thought he’d broken his neck. “W-What?”

“I’ve been having contractions… for the past hour.”

“The past— Babe! You said you were sleeping!”

“Yes, well, after the Braxton-Hicks incident I wanted to be sure this time.” Said incident had involved a panicking Venom, who had scooped you up and bashed his way out the living-room window - and part of the wall - in the rush to get you to the nearest hospital before you’d been able to explain to him what was going on.

Luckily the Building Manager was a good one. Most of the brickwork had been replaced, and while the ‘window’ part was still boarded up, the Manager had assured you that the order had been put in and it was just a matter of waiting for the custom window to be delivered.

Currently, however, you had bigger problems.

Like Eddie running around the apartment trying to find the bag you’d prepared for your trip to the hospital. “Eddie.”

His voice wavered. You saw little symbiote tendrils start to weave in the air around him, a sure sign that Venom was getting just as flustered. “Yeah?”

Jesus. Did all men get this freaked out? “Hallway closet, top shelf, green duffel bag.”

“Right!”

Shaking your head, you slowly waddled towards the apartment door, thankful for the slip-on sneakers you’d bought two months ago. Bending over just wasn’t possible anymore.

Eddie returned to your side with the needed bag, eyes comically wide. “Cab or web-slinging?”

You opened your mouth, then shut it with a grimace as another wave hit you. You’d had bad menstrual cramps before - had been warned by your OBG/YN that the contractions might feel that way - but this was ridiculous.

“Web-slinging. Definitely web-slinging. Off the rooftop!” you added quickly as Eddie vanished under the darkness of the symbiote, Venom reaching for you once the transformation was complete. “We managed to bullshit our way through one excuse for the wall. I don’t think we can do it again.”

“WE PANICKED A LITTLE,” Venom rumbled to you, voice low with embarrassment, as he gently scooped you into his arms, cuddling you close. He lashed out some tendrils from his back to pick up the duffel bag, anchoring it to him as he used another bit to open the front door.

It wasn’t often that you saw Venom employ stealth. Usually he just went where he wanted to go, and damn anything in his way. Now, he was silent, footfalls making no sound as he darted across the hallway and into the stairwell, bounding up them one flight at a time.

“TALK TO US MORSEL. WE CAN SENSE YOUR PAIN. WHAT DO WE DO?”

That had been the symbiote’s largest issue with your pregnancy. Not the physical changes, or the oddity of a live birth, but the fact that you’d end up in pain. Both Eddie and Venom had zero tolerance for seeing you in pain. They both fretted and hovered, and one of them had a horrible habit of just wanting to kill the source of your torment.

You worried about having them in the room during the actual childbirth.

For now though. “My lower back, can you put pressure on it a little?” Felt a tendril slip under your shirt, spreading across your back and kneading into your flesh, and instantly the seizing sensation eased. “Mm. Thanks. That helps a lot.”

“WE’LL BE AT THE HOSPITAL SOON.” He wasn’t as stealthy as he bashed the rooftop access door open with his shoulder, but you were in the middle of another contraction and couldn’t care. “OH! WE CAN SENSE THAT! HOW FAR APART ARE THEY?”

You glanced at your watch. “T-They’re speeding up. This one is only three minutes after the last one.” The symbiote had read every bit of literature that you and Eddie had brought home, twice, even pestering Eddie into going online so it could learn more. It probably knew more about childbirth than you did at this point.

Venom growled, shifting you in his grip, a thick tendril lashing around your legs, to support you as he freed his right arm and sent a webline out to another building. “HOLD TIGHT. WE CAN GET TO THE HOSPITAL BEFORE YOUR NEXT CONTRACTION.”

Blinking, you obediently curled your arms around his neck, clinging to him as he leapt off the roof. The pull of gravity felt worse than ever before, tugging at something inside you, but you didn’t comment, not when everything blurred past you at a speed you’d never experienced before.

Venom swung around a corner and rebounded off a building before sending out another line, the hand curled around your shoulders tightening a little when you hid your face against his shoulder. It was a rapid paced roller-coaster of ups and downs, pulls and pushes, the wind ruffling your hair as he crossed a quarter of the City in record time.

It was Eddie that landed in a quiet part of the Hospital’s parking lot, his left arm returning to properly cradle you. “Jesus, I didn’t know he could move that fast.”

“Neither did I,” you admitted, feeling the bit of symbiote applying pressure against your back ripple a little.

No one gave you any weird looks as Eddie carried you into the ER, though the triage Nurse was a little slow on the uptake, at least until Venom took over Eddie’s voice and snarled out that you were in labor and to call the doctor now. Then she moved.

Half an hour later - after your water broke and an ER doctor had confirmed that you were ‘officially’ in active labor (no shit Sherlock) - you were in the maternity ward, lying in an uncomfortable bed, in an itchy gown, hooked up to a fetal heart rate monitor. Your legs were in stirrups while a Nurse checked to see how dilated you were. You had a grip on Eddie’s hand, mostly because there was a sheen of white over his blue eyes, a sign that Venom was close to the surface, and you couldn’t tell if the symbiote was just curious or protective.

The next four hours went by normally, so your Nurses told you. You turned down an epidural, but accepted some painkillers. Eddie stayed by your side the entire time, helping you walk when the Nurses suggested that you walk, rubbing your back, fetching you water and ice chips when needed and talking you through the contractions. The symbiote was always just under the surface, evident by the slightly cloudy sheen that turned his eyes grey - something that only you noticed, thank God.

It wasn’t until you were almost fully dilated that the real pain started. Intense cramping, pulling, tightening, waves that left you shaking with every ebb and crest. Eddie became glued to your side, literally, as the symbiote sent out half-camouflaged tendrils, massaging your back and hips, giving you little nudges when you forgot to breathe. At the same time, Eddie encouraged you through each wave, gently using a cold cloth to wipe the sweat from your face, holding you hand when you needed and not complaining when you tried to crush his fingers.

Honestly, there were moments where you wanted to kill him for getting you pregnant.

To say you were relieved when the overwhelming urge to push finally came and a Nurse announced that you were fully dilated and ready to go. You had no idea of how long you’d been at the hospital at that point, everything had just blurred together in the rising and falling of contractions.

Nurses, a doctor for you and a pediatrician for the baby filled the room, the sudden hustle and bustle making your nerves spike a little. But by then the urge to push was massive, and you just wanted the baby out.

They allowed - funny ‘allowed’. Obviously had no clue - Eddie to get behind you on the bed so you were between his legs, back to his chest, helping you to settle into a more comfortable position. It gave the symbiote the opportunity to cover your back and sides, massaging, kneading, where ever it could touch, safely hidden from view by your gown.

You gripped Eddie’s hands and bore down during contractions, gritting your teeth at the stinging, burning, sensation. Jesus Christ, how was the world overpopulated if this is what women had to go though?

Went limp when the doctor told you to stop pushing, leaning your head back against Eddie’s right shoulder, so tired and drained. He nuzzled at you, scratchy stubble itching your cheek, the symbiote kneading your back, pressing against you.

“You’re almost there,” Eddie murmured, kissing your cheek, hands gripping yours tight.

The doctor told you to push when you could, and you shook your head a little. “I-I can’t–”

“Yeah, you can. C’mon. One more.” There was some of Venom’s voice melded with Eddie’s and you shivered as the symbiote rippled against your spine.

With a last herculean effort, your baby daughter was born. Once the doctors cleared her airway, clamped the cord, and deposited her on your chest, she started to fuss and cry. Felt the symbiote go very, very, still against you as you pulled her into a gentle hug, nestling her close to you, hearing Eddie’s breathing hitch a little as he rose a hand to rest it over her back.

“Told you you could do it,” he sniffled, pressing a kiss to your cheek again, though you knew his gaze was locked on his daughter.

Your little Jamie.

The pediatrician took her from you, briefly, cleaned her up a little and checked her over before happily announcing that you had a perfectly healthy, seven-point-two pound little girl.

It wasn’t until you were in your own room, cleaned up, with your daughter in your arms, that Venom felt safe enough to make an appearance. You kept an eye on the door as he slowly approached you, leaning down to peer at the little life in your arms.

“IS… IS IT SAFE TO TOUCH HER?” You’d never heard Venom actually sound nervous before.

“Just watch the talons,” you murmured, smiling when the blackness on his hands rippled, those wicked claws retracting.

Slowly, as if he was almost afraid of her, Venom lifted his little girl into the crook of his right arm, carefully supporting her head the way he’d obviously seen in all the books you’d brought home. Jamie was minuscule in his arms, her little face scrunched up as she slept, one hand nestled to her mouth.

You watched as he ducked his head, gently nuzzling at her, drinking in her scent, just like he did to you. “SHE SMELLS LIKE US MIXED WITH YOU. LIKE…” His voice trailed off, and you saw his pale eyes widen a little.

New motherly instincts went off. “Venom? What is it?”

He licked at her face with the tip of his tongue, blinking when she fussed a little in her sleep. “SHE SMELLS LIKE… LIKE A SYMBIOTE.”

Okay. That wasn’t as bad as your mind was thinking. “You and Eddie are her father. Of course she’d smell like you.”

“NO, MORSEL. SHE HAS YOUR SCENT, YES. BUT SHE DOESN’T SMELL LIKE A HUMAN.”

Okay. That was a little worse. “Which means what?”

One massive shoulder rose and fell in a shrug. “NOT SURE. THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE. NEVER KNEW WE COULD HAVE AN OFFSPRING THIS WAY.” He turned his attention back down to the baby in his arms, rumbling softly, purring to her in his own way. She fussed a little more, then opened her eyes - the same steel blue as Eddie’s eyes - and though you knew that she probably couldn’t focus her vision yet, you could swear she was looking back at him.

Venom stared back at her for a moment before his head jerked up, eyes narrowing at the doorway. Moments later, it was Eddie standing in his place, the man looking a little frazzled to suddenly be holding his daughter, though that awkwardness quickly turned into a sort of protective-Dad vibe when a Nurse walked in.

Thank God for keen symbiote senses.

After the Nurse had checked up on you and the baby, you were left alone again, Jamie back in your arms, Eddie perched on the side of the bed so he could look down at her.

“Venom thinks she might genetically, be part symbiote,” Eddie murmured to you softly, relaying the symbiote’s thoughts, since the alien had decided that staying hidden while in the hospital was safest. “That might be why she smells different to him. Which makes sense, I guess. I’m not fully human anymore.”

“I don’t care,” you frowned, keeping Jamie settled close while she nursed at your breast. Deciding that Eddie looked too bummed for such an amazing day, you rose your free hand to Eddie’s face, pulling him down for a kiss. “She’s ours and she’s perfect. So, long she doesn’t go biting the heads off of people before she’s eighteen, I can pretty much adapt to anything.”

Eddie paled a little. “Jesus, I didn’t think of that.”

You grinned as you pecked Eddie on the lips again. “And,if she ends up climbing walls and gets stuck up there, I expect one or both of you to get her down. And when the time comes I’ll even let you handle any potential boyfriends.”

“Boyfriends?!” Venom’s voice growled out of Eddie’s throat before the man whacked himself in the chest, coughing when the symbiote relinquished control.

“Calm down dude,” Eddie muttered. “That won’t be for, like, thirteen years.”

“If you’re lucky.”

“Please don’t rile him up,” he pouted, smirking when you giggled. Smiling, Eddie leaned in to kiss you again, then dropped a softer peck onto Jamie’s head. “Love you.”

“I love you, too. Both of you.”

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Apologize!!

Oh my God, I've been in such a rut with writing anything for quite awhile and then I saw the movie 'Venom' and was finally inspired! I haven't seen any other 'Venom' tickle fics yet so of course I had to do something about that. ;) Please direct me if you've seen any more! If you haven't seen the movie then you might want to hold off on reading this 'cause it kinda has some spoilers of the relationship between Eddie and Venom. Not intended to be symbrock, but think whatever you want to. lol Nothing sexual going on here though. REPEAT, this fic has a lot of tickling in it so if you don't like then don't read.

Summary: Venom does not like when Eddie calls him a particular name, but he's going to get that apology one way or another. M/M Tickle Fic with a little F/M in the beginning

Word Count: 3,068

This didn’t transfer over well from where I had typed it so sorry if the spacing is a little weird. ^_^’

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"Hold on! Wait wait wait, Anne, timeout!" Eddie shouted as his ex-girlfriend chased him around his apartment with him knocking furniture and the like into her path to try to keep a fair distance between them. "Uh uh! You're gonna eat those words!" She was smiling in the most sinister way as she pursued him without hesitation, piquing the interest of Eddie's unofficial roomate. "What's going on? Why is she chasing us?"

"She's going to kill us!" Eddie shrieked out to the alien inside of him as he literally jumped over his couch to avoid capture. "Kill us? Why would she do that?"

"Not literally! I mean she's gonna-AAH!" Distracted by Venom's million questions, Eddie was quickly tackled to the floor by the enthusiastic lawyer as he let out a comically high-pitched scream. "Now what was it you were saying about Dan?" Anne raised a brow as she loomed over him, giving him the chance to redeem himself, though knowing he wouldn't take it. "Uhhh....You mean besides that he's an uptight, boring old stick in the mud who needs to get laid-NO! No-ho! I was ju-hust kihihidding!"

Anne knew he didn't actually mean those things as he and Dan had become pretty good friends in the past months. Still she wasn't going to let Eddie get away with taunting her boyfriend when he wasn't there to defend himself. So in retaliation her fingers dug viciously into the sensitive spots on his ribs, provoking hysterical bouts of laughter as the man tried to wiggle free. "What is she doing?!" Venom's voice was full of alarm at how quickly Eddie had become incapacitated. "Oh God! Anne, pleeheeease stooop!" Eddie cried out with his arms helplessly flailing in failed attempts to deflect her relentless hands. Venom had no idea what was going on and could only see that his host was being attacked in some way.

Eddie's heart rate was elevated off the charts, his respiratory system was in full overdrive and his thoughts were frantic and incoherent; all this prompting Venom to assume the worst. "She is hurting us! I'll stop her!" The symbiote was about to launch into fight mode, but Eddie was quick to deter him. "No no! It dohoesn't hurt! It tihihihickles!"

"What is this 'tickles'?" Venom popped his head out to glare suspiciously at Anne, who simply smiled at his nativity and rolled her eyes a little.

"Oh relax, it's not life threatening. It's just something that gets our little Eddie all giggly and squirmy," she said that last part to her victim in the most teasing voice that she could, making him blush and giggle even harder.

At this point Venom was more confused than ever. "...I don't understand. What purpose does it serve to you humans?"

Anne thought for a mere moment, but then just shrugged. "Well I'd say it's more of a bonding activity. You know, just for fun. But it can also be used for revenge and coercion since a lot of people tend to find it to be torture. Right Eddie?" Her knowing fingers squeezed up into the armpits of her ex-boyfriend as he gave an embarrassing squeal and rolled back and forth with his arms clung tightly against his sides. "Yehehes! It suhuhucks!!" The symbiote was intrigued with this peculiar ritual and pried for more information. "So forcing someone to laugh is considered torture?" "It's not really the laughing that's the torture, it's the assault on our overly sensitive nerves that's the torture. Some can't tolerate it as well as others. Which is why I always won all the tickle fights in our relationship," Anne winked at the hysterically laughing man below her. "But are the males of your species not genetically stronger than the females? Why does he not just stop you?"

"Well you see when someone as ticklish as this guy gets tickled it physically weakens them. They lose all their strength, and really just become powerless to do anything about it. Of course you don't want to take it too far, though they'll usually let you know when they've had enough. So what do you say, Eddie?" She directed her attention back to him and drilled her fingers wildly into his hips while he frantically kicked his legs about. "Heehehahahaha! Nohoho more, AahahAnne! I'm sorry! I gihihihive!" "Alright, I suppose you've learned your lesson now," Anne smirked and finally showed mercy, halting her devilish hands and scooting back off of her victim. "Sure. For...For now...I guess," Eddie panted as he slowly sat up with a crimson smile, "I should probably warn Dan about your abuse." "Don't worry about him. He can hold his own, unlike you. And for the record, he gets laid plenty," she teased, playfully squeezing his arm before getting to her feet and brushing down her clothes.

Delighted with this new information, Venom nodded through his long-toothed grin. "We like this tickles thing." "No, we do not!" Eddie glared at the symbiote peeking over his shoulder causing Anne to chuckle at their banter. "Well I will leave you two lovers be. I've got dinner reservations with Dan tonight."

Eddie got up to escort her to the front door as Venom immediately jumped at the chance for a meal, shoving his head between Anne and the door . "We will come too!"

Eddie rolled his eyes and firmly pushed him out of the way to open the door so Anne could step out. "No, we will not."

"But we is hungry!"

"Goodnight Anne, I'll call you tomorrow," he waved and gently shut the door behind her all the while Venom continued to protest. "We must eat! We is wasting away!" "I've got some tater tots in the freezer. Will that shut you up?"

"......Yes. For now." A COUPLE HOURS LATER...... "Eddie..."

"What?" "Hungry!!" "We'll eat later, first I gotta loosen up my mind a bit. Mrs. Chen says it's good for me," Eddie brushed him off as he stretched out his arms, getting ready for a meditation session. "HUNGRY!!"

"Soon alright? Just give me a few minutes to myself for once," he settled down on the floor with his eyes closed, laid out on his back and extended his legs. Now Venom was getting impatient as his head emerged out of Eddie's stomach. "WE EAT NOW!! OR I EAT THIS APPETIZING LIVER OF YOURS!!"

Eddie gave an internal eye roll. "And then we both die. Good job, genius. Now just shut up, ya parasite, I'm trying to concentrate." "PARASITE?!?!"

"You heard me," Eddie smirked, knowing that Venom hated being referred to in that way. "APOLOGIZE!!"

"Nope. Not this time, pal."

"Say it, or I will make you say it!"

Eddie only scoffed again and opened his eyes to give him an annoyed look. "What, you're gonna hurt me? Like I said, if I die then you die."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt us....," Venom grinned and put his plan into motion. "Whoa whoa, hey! Hey! What are you doing?!" Eddie yelped as black slime leaked out of him before wrapping around his arms and legs to hold him down in place. He thrashed and pulled with all his might, but found he was now very stuck.

"Do you take it back?"

"Not a chance! Now let go of me!" "This is your last warning, say you're sorry, or I will give you...," the alien paused for dramatic effect, "...the tickles."

"You'll WHAT?!" Eddie's eyes widened in panic, "Oh no, don't you even think about tickling me, Venom!"

"So I'm not a parasite then?"

Eddie was feeling too stubborn at the moment to just let Venom win this without a fight. "Uh yeah, actually you are! Just look it up in the dictionary! It probably even has your picture too!" He realized that last jab at his symbiote companion was too much when he received an enraged snarl. "HOW DARE YOU!!" Several black tendrils quickly emerged out of Eddie's body before curling back in towards his torso. "But it's the truuu-aah! Ow oww, hey! That kinda hurts, man! You're doing it too hard!" "Oh sorry, a lighter touch then? Like this?"

The feelers probing into his sides lessened the pressure to more of a light massage as the man nodded and began to giggle. "Yeah...hehehee....yeah, like that," Eddie suddenly realized that he was unintentionally coaching Venom on how to tickle him and immediately tried to backpedal, "I MEAN NO! No no, nohohot like thaahaat! Hahahahaa, absolutely not like thaahaahaat!" "So exactly like that? Seems to be working quite well."

He increased the speed, making it feel like hundreds of tiny fingers tickling all along the sides of his helplessly struggling captive. "Venom, nohohoo please! Ahahahah, I'm ssss...so ticklish! Ihihit's nohot funny!"

"Actually it is kind of funny," the symbiote chuckled to himself; amused by the noises Eddie was making and by how he squirmed around. "I haahaate yoohoohooou!!" "We know that's a lie," Venom licked his teeth in delight when Eddie shrieked as he directed the dark tentacles to wiggle up under his arms as he had seen Anne do. "Baahaha!! No, not thehehere!! Stahahahaaap!!" Eddie's head was thrown back as he howled with uncontrolled laughter, knowing he was completely at Venom's mercy. "I...I'm go-haha-nna kill yoo-hoou...ahehehehahah...stu-hoo-pid parasite!!" "Now you've done it, Eddie!" At this point Venom was enjoying this too much to be angry, and just concentrated all his efforts into getting his friend to give in and apologize. He noticed that his quarry's t-shirt had slid up from all the writhing he was doing, exposing his stomach and quickly giving the alien a new idea. "You know if you don't feed me soon I may just start eating you from the outside. Now what have we here? Oooh what a tasty looking belly!" Using his tongue as an extra appendage he gently licked over Eddie's lower abdomen, and circled around his navel, instantly receiving hysterical squeals throughout all the laughter.

"Eeeheeheehehehehe!! Whahahat the hell-ahehaha-ahare you doing?! Thaa...Thaahaat's so-ho grohohohoss!!" "Mmmm, actually you're quite delicious. Maybe I will eat you after all," he leaned in close and ran his tongue up the side of Eddie's face in an attempt at intimidation, but Eddie was far past ever being afraid of him. "Go aheheheead!! Hahahaa!! Anything is b...behehetter thahaan this!!"

"Nah, I can't do that. What would I do without you, Eddie? This Earth is much more fun having you alive," he withdrew the black ooze from the journalist's torso in a momentary break as poor Eddie gasped for air. "Could you...Could you stop sl....slobbering all over me now?" "Don't be silly, we know you like it," Venom smiled and teasingly waved his dripping tongue near Eddie's disgusted face before continuing, "So Eddie, anywhere else you are ticklish that you'd like to share?"

Unable to stop the thought that immediately popped into his head, Eddie knew he was in trouble since Venom had total access to his mind. "Uh oh...Wait wait, that's not what I meant to think of!"

He watched in horror as Venom grinned and the black gooey mass began to move down his legs; headed right for his bare feet. He quickly decided that he had to apologize now or he was doomed. "No no no, Venom, don't! Please! Don't touch my feet! I'm sorry, ok! I'm sorry!"

The symbiote paused, hovering inches away from his new target. "What was that?"

"I'm really really sorry I called you a parasite! I take it all back!"

Eddie was sweating bullets as Venom stayed quiet for several moments, thinking it over before finally nodding. "Hmmm...alright, your apology is accepted."

Eddie sighed in relief as he let his head fall back against the floor. "Thanks, buddy. I really couldn't stand it if ya..." "But for future reference I'm afraid we'll still have to do a test," the symbiote smiled evilly as Eddie heard this and immediately tried to bolt, but unfortunately he was still being restrained firmly on his back with no hope of escape. "No wait! I'll do anything! I'll cook you some more tater tots! I'll get you chocolate too! Lots of it! I'll even let you bite someone's head off! Or you want to eat a whole person?! I'll let you eat a person! Just don't tickle my-AAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!"

Venom had formed his ooze into hands that were now scratching their slimy fingers over every inch of Eddie's bare soles. "Hahahahah aaaheheeheehehah!! Nohohooo!! I...I tohold yooohooou I wahahas so-hahaha-rry!! Stohahahahahooop!!" "Sounds like we have hit the jackpot," Venom teased with Eddie desperately begging for mercy as the goo was liquefied to squirm up between his toes. "Thaahaahaat tickles!! Teehehahahaha!! It tihihihickles sohohoo baahaaad!! Pl...Please!! No-ho mohohore!!" He was a hysterical mess as tears crept out his eyes, still desperately trying to break free. "Hehe, this weakness you humans have is certainly entertaining. I've never seen anything like it." "Veh....Venom!! I'm behehegging yooooooou!! Gahahaahaaha!! I caahaa-n't breeheeheeeathe!! You're kihihilling meeee!!" "Killing you?!" The symbiote stopped immediately as concern overtook him, and he began wrapping Eddie's entire body up in the black ooze, "Don't worry! We will heal you!"

Eddie wanted to wave him off, but he was too exhausted to even lift a hand so instead he just briefly shook his head. "No, just....just get off and let me....lay here....for a minute...and...catch.....my breath," he didn't move as Venom slithered off of him and remained quiet until he started to regain his energy. "Did I go too far?"

Eddie breathed out a sigh and finally was able to stand up slowly. "Don't worry, you weren't literally killing me. But yeah, you kinda did go a little far."

"Well you wouldn't feed us! And then you called me that....name," Venom growled a little as he draped himself across Eddie's shoulders, making his friend feel bad at how offended he looked. "Well I sure ain't gonna be able to meditate now after all that so I'll get you fed soon enough. But I'll say it again, I'm sorry for calling you that, buddy. Forgive me?"

Venom knew he really meant it. Eddie always seemed pretty genuine about expressing his feelings, and him asking for forgiveness made the symbiote perk right up. "Of course, Eddie. We love Eddie," he gently flicked his tongue under Eddie's chin as the man rolled his eyes with a smile. "Yeah, I know. You're not too bad yourself. Other than tickle torturing me like that."

"It was well deserved, if I'm to understanding it's purpose correctly. If you insult me then I'm allowed to get my revenge," he grinned as Eddie chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "Heh, I guess. Though it never took much with Anne. She used to find whatever reason she could to tickle me half crazy," he shuddered a little just thinking about how merciless she could be. "We like her. Besides you, she is one of the few people on this planet that we would never try to eat." "Well I can see why. You've both got some evil similarities between you," Eddie shook his head as he began to rummage through his freezer. "Soooo looks like we're all out of tater tots. I'll have to pick some up tomorrow. How about for tonight I order us a pizza or two?"

"Pizza?"

"Yeah, you'll like it," he closed the freezer as he walked across the room to sit on his couch, "I'll have them put every meat you can think of on it." "Like the still bleeding flesh of humans?"

Venom sounded hopeful while Eddie just blinked incredulously. "Uhh.....no.....I meant like sausage, pepperoni, bacon..."

"But all that is made from dead things!"

"Well get used to it. My diet consists of eating a lot of dead things. Or you can starve, up to you," he shrugged as he reached in his pocket to pull out his cell phone, while the alien practically pouted as he stared down at the floor. "....I will try it." "Thought so. Now keep quiet while I order this," Eddie shushed him with a finger to his lips as he dialed a number on his phone, "Yeah hi, I'd like to order delivery....two larges; one all meat, and the other with-Ahaha!"

He barked out a laugh as Venom briefly wriggled a tendril under his arm, glaring at the smirking alien before tightly clamping his arms against his sides and turning his attention back to the person on the phone. "Sorry about that. So that was one all meat, and the other just make a combination with extra mushroo-hoooms! Dammit, ya parasi...!" He immediately cut himself off before he could finish as he looked nervously over at the annoyed symbiote. "Eddie....," he hissed while Eddie quickly tried to finish his phone conversation. "Uhhh...nope that's it! So thirty minutes?! Okthanksbye," he hastily hung up the phone as he prepared to explain himself, "Hey, you were messing with me! And I don't mean nothing by it!"

"You called me a..." A snarl was building up as Eddie continued to clarify. "C'mon! It's just a nickname! Like a term of endearment!" "...Endearment?" Venom looked at him with skeptical eyes, not fully grasping the concept. "Yeah, you know 'cause you're my friend, and that's just something friends do. It just means I like you is all," Eddie's voice had softened up a little to try to prove his sincerity. In the beginning he wasn't at all thrilled about having an alien invade his body, but once they had come to understand each other their bond began to develop, and now Eddie couldn't imagine his life without the symbiote. He knew Venom felt the same with how he replied. "Well when you put it that way, ok. I guess we'll allow it after all." It would have almost been a sweet moment had Eddie not decided to kill it. "Or if you really want I can come up with something else. Now what's another word for 'parasite'? Bloodsucker? Leech? Uh, freeloader? Yeah, I think freeloader is pretty accurate."

"........"

"Ahahahaa, I'm sorry! I'm sorryeeheeheehee! It wahas a johohoke!"

Several black tentacles had crept out and were wriggling mercilessly into his ribs and over his stomach, making Eddie topple over onto his side from laughing so hard. Though with Venom being attached to him there would never be any escaping from the tickling. "Let's see if we don't kill you this time. Thirty minutes until that pizza stuff gets here, right? Perfect."