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[shieldretired]

@symbiiotic​ sent:

Okay, so: the bag came from a swag bag from a small conference he covered, and in said bag was an assortment of silly-to-useful sex-oriented things, from flavored novelty condoms to little bags of — certain-shaped candy, to, well, this.

" Hey, you want this? " Yeah, he's amused, and he hides it poorly. He tosses the book on the table in front of Steve — yeah, that book. You know the one. " I mean, you're the artistic one, I stick with color by th'numbers. "

                     STEVE GOT MORE THAN ENOUGH SWAG BAGS back when he was Captain America and an Avenger. He never had much use for them and usually just dumped everything in the communal kitchen at SHIELD HQ or the Avengers compound, and a couple of hours later, everything was gone. The one Eddie brings home from his conference, of course, is a very different swag bag, and Steve is too busy eating some boob-shaped gummy bears and being amused about it that he completely misses what else his boyfriend is pulling out of the little bag until it hits the table in front of him.

                     He looks, and then he chokes. Really chokes: Steve actually has to cough a couple of times, face red, hand pressed to his chest until the boob gummy bear finds the correct way. "A coloring book. About dicks. Eddie, this is a coloring book about dicks," he repeats as if Eddie couldn't see that himself. He sounds gleeful. "Of course, I want this! I will turn them into the nicest dicks you've ever seen, I promise. Jesus, sometimes, I love the 21st century. What else is in that bag?"

[spinxeret]

+ @symbiiotic asked: we don't seem to be on the guest list. // from v, ffgdsdfs

+" Then it looks like we're LETTING ourselves in. I don't think anyone will MIND . " Prying apart the BARS on the window, Mary Jane pulled BACK on them at the right time, watching with an almost SMUG satisfaction as they came completely apart . Even though the suit had it limits , she still trusted that she knew where it would be too much of a DRAIN , for either herself or for Peter . Looking back at Venom, there was little to STOP her from grinning just a bit .

" Looks like these bars aren't as STURDY as they thought they were. ''

[loyaltyworn]

ONCE  YOU’RE  STRIPPED  CLEAN ,  WHAT’S  AT  YOUR  CORE?

in tarot, the fool is numbered 0 – the number of unlimited potential. as the protagonist, he is ever present and therefore needs no number as well as no introduction. the world revolves around you in ways that i can't begin to describe, though you'd shrug it off if i were to begin to explain. i need you to know that time is running out. if you want to get this done, you need to start now. sloth is your greatest enemy in this world, and you can only run so far from the opposition when you start with such a disadvantage. keep your head high, yeah? the kid you were is still in there somewhere. you need to show him that it was worth it.

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[particlexxdealer]

{ how are you ruined? }

ruined by loneliness

you are so lonely. you are miserable in your solitude. you hate that you cannot bring yourself to reach out, to ask for help. you will be forgotten by all who never knew you. your biggest fear is that you will die alone, and you know this fear will be seen to fruition. you refuse to extend yourself beyond the box that others put you in. and it is a box that no one dare come near. you are lonely because you are afraid of yourself

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[iomadachd]

MUSE LIKES / PREFERENCES.

favorite fruit(s) : cherries, clementines

favorite activity(ies) : karaoke, dancing, reading

favorite flower(s) :  roses (all colors)

favorite season(s) : fall

favorite insect(s) : ladybugs

favorite animal(s) : bats, rabbits, rats

favorite gem(s) : amethyst, emerald

favorite time of day : sunset

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[liesforaliving]

𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑷𝑶𝑰𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑶𝑼𝑺 𝑭𝑳𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑨𝑹𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼 ?

Lily Of The Valley

This is the poison of giving too much. You feel yourself emptying out, dizzying, discoloring-- until you fear you will fade entirely and wither away. You have always had to give. You never had a choice before. They pluck your flowers for their beauty, they trample your leaves carelessly, they pull out your roots by the fistful and berate you for daring to grow. And now that you have a grove to spread out in, your rhizomes tangle and curl in on themselves. When cruelty is all you've ever known, thriving seems impossible. But the answer is not to make yourself small and offer every lovely thing you are to the world in the hopes it will have mercy on you. The answer is to let yourself dare to thrive for thriving's sake, to grow in the wild ways you wish to-- and to do that for yourself for once

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[exspiritment]

@symbiiotic​ said: well ,  that’s a felony .

“Are you seriously going to get onto me about committing a felony? What fucking backwards universe is this? Are you actually going to come to me like you’ve never, ever committed a felony before? You can’t judge me.” 

It’s rare that Spirit raises her voice, but this indignant tone is mostly for comedic effect. She’s not actually upset with Eddie - she thinks. 

[myseracion]

@symbiiotic​ asked ; “ i hated that song already, but then they played it three times a day for four years. i don’t hate it anymore. i haaaaaaaaaaaaate it. “  /  eddie being tortured by venom's taste in music lmfao 

the coffees she holds in either of her hands take a second before being put down. this is truly how he knows that she is actively listening and not just idly listening where he could have told her the sky is in fact the water and she would have agreed. brows come to twitch minutely together for a curious look thinking about how three times was very a specific amount of times. ‘ three times ? were they spaced out equally throughout the day ? i suppose even in a twelve hour span once every four hours is a little much. ‘ the corners of her lips twitching upwards in a smile. ‘ how tragic for you though of course, having a song of which you can’t stand anymore. ‘ chuckling a bit, but her nose scrunches up with the shake of her head. temperance comes to realize that the coffees are still within her hands, a small oh, leaves her lips as she leans forward to let them go. ‘ sorry about that. i didn’t mean to hold these hostage. ‘ grinning wide at her small joke. 

[shieldretired]

@symbiiotic ;; now you see me 2 prompts (still accepting) Eddie said: "If you’re nervous, it can be really helpful to picture each other naked."

                               STEVE DOESN'T THINK HE NEEDS TO POINT THIS OUT, AND YET HE DOES: "We are almost naked." With lots of gesturing at Eddie, who is, indeed, only wearing a baggy hoodie right now, and at himself: Steve is clad in one sock and underwear and otherwise naked. They're on the bed, red-faced and obviously turned on, and a minute ago, Steve interrupted their horny groping by declaring they needed to talk and promptly turning into a nervous mess after. At least their state of undress looks hilarious, now that Steve squints at them both, and it calms him down a little.

                               "I just wanted to ask," he starts again, squirming a little. This is idiotic, he should just get it off his chest. Not before punching Eddie's shoulder, though, because that asshole looks like he expects some dirty fantasy or something. "I wanted to ask if you maybe want to get tested. With me. Because I really wanna suck your dick without a condom." And then he promptly turns red all the way down to his chest.

[spinxeret]

+ @symbiiotic asked: "my life is really... complex."

+ " Oh yeah ? " The more she ENCOUNTERED , the more Mary Jane seemed to find that the word ' complex ' was much more COMMON a description than she had ever truly thought it would be . Especially considering the types of DANGER that seemed to be attracted to her in ways she didn't even want to truly put to THOUGHT . " Looking over at the man, she offered a small SHRUG , backed up with the beginnings of a smile .

" Join the club . Wanna talk about it ? "

[fidelissimi-moved]

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.” ↳ @symbiiotic

𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐃, 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐍.

it's terribly hard not to like eddie. his sense of humor is top notch and his jack - of - all - trades knowledge has made every conversation enjoyable to the fullest, so far. ruby is not in the business of finding humans she can stand very often, but after a few shared pizzas and an impromptu walk through the san francisco streets a time or two, she can officially say he's not a creep and that yes, she actually likes his company. the demon stuffs her hands in her pockets, thumb rubbing over the talisman that lives in there, out of habit.

" sounds like you got some kinda big secret? " she teases. " doesn't it work the other way? don't you gotta trust me for you to have somethin' to share? " her smirk is permanent, most of the time now, and she bumps his shoulder lightly as it grows. " alright man of mystery, hit me. what's up? "

[loyaltyworn]

WHAT   SHATTERS   YOU   ?

b e t r a y a l. --  you are so tired of giving your trust away, only to have it thrown back in your face... your heart has been broken, again and again, by those you've mistakenly believed in. "perhaps this time will be different", you say. my dear, it won't. your heart is too gullible for the cruel world around you

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[supremescrceress]

@symbiiotic asked:  “   i  didn’t  have  enough  rocks  to  write  out   ‘ help ’   so  i  just  spelled  out  ‘ hell ’ .   ”

{☆} Of all the goddamn things--

Clea pinched the bridge of her nose and stepped out of the portal, giving a long sigh of DISAPPROVAL. “Eddie, why didn’t you just call me? I gave Venom my number.” 

She was still learning how to use the cell phone--but she had figured out how to download TikTok, and that was a small (DELIGHTFUL) victory. 

“...how did you even get stuck like this?” She paused and crinkled her nose. “Were you doing something you shouldn’t have been?”

[knowsvalue]

@symbiiotic​   reported:   ‘      i   know   this   sounds   crazy,   but   that   is   not   the   worst   thing   that   ever   happened   to   me   .   ’

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄   𝐀𝐑𝐄   𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍   𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒   𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓   𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄   𝐓���𝐀𝐓   𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋   𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑   𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄   𝐀𝐍𝐘   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄   𝐓𝐎   𝐇𝐄𝐑   .   they   are   two   vastly   different   people   who   have   lived   vastly   different   lives   ,   and   yet   -   peggy   is   completely   committed   to   make   this   work.   maybe   her   very   structured   and   rigid   life   needs   a   little   bit   of   chaos   .   eddie   and   venom   are   nothing   about   chaos   and   she   loves   every   minute   of   it   .   even   so,   a   sad   smile   crosses   her   face   .   “   care   to   explain   what   was   ?”

[knowsvaluemoved]

[ CHIN ]:          as they stand close to one another, the sender hooks a finger and tenderly lifts the receiver’s chin, tilting it up so that they can look at one another, and running a thumb across their skin lightly. | @symbiiotic​

they’re   standing   in   her   kitchen   ,   a   chaotic   mess   behind   them   ,   but   peggy   can’t   find   it   in   her   to   care   .   not   when   eddie   is   standing   this   close   to   her   ,   his   thumb   ghosting   across   her   skin   .   sapphire   eyes   gaze   up   at   him   ,   her   heart   warming   at   the   look   in   his   own   .   there’s   a   special   sort   of   contentment   peggy   finds   with   him   that   she’s   never   found   with   anyone   else   .   a   special   sort   of   relaxation   that   she   has   been   chasing   for   far   too   long   .   she   can’t   explain   it   ,   but   she   feels   at   home   here   .   not   in   her   apartment   ;   but   with   them   .   with   eddie   and   venom   .   

“   is   there   something   on   my   face   ?”   she   teases   ,   a   small   smirk   on   red   lips   .   

[ofauroradreams]

          Liana  didn’t  normally  spend  her  time  at  bars:  the  noise  was  deafening  enough  on  its  own,  without  the  constant  thrum  of  vibrations  that  followed  her  around;  and  she  generally  hated  the  smell  of  whiskey  that  seemed  to  permeate  the  air.    But  sometimes  prices  were  to  be  paid  for  friends  with  birthdays  who  wanted  to  go  out  for  a  quick  drink  at  their  local  --  what’s  the  term  --  watering  hole?

                    She  saw  him  at  the  bar  counter  first,  skimming  over  the  crowds  in  a  moment  of  bored  curiosity.    Just  another  face  among  faces;  until  she  realized  she  recognized  him.    A  second  glance  confirmed  her  suspicions  and  then  she  was  abandoning  the  birthday  party  to  saunter  up  to  the  bar;  not  that  they  noticed,  already  two  or  three  drinks  in  to  their  celebrations.

        “Hey,”  she  interrupted  the  man  as  politely  as  she  could,  smiling  cautiously,  “you’re  Eddie  Brock,  right?    Sorry  to  bother  you,  but  I’m  kind  of  a  fan.    I  used  to  watch  your  show.    Do  you,  um,  mind  if  I  join  you,”  she  indicated  to  the  empty  seat  next  to  him,  “for  a  little  while?”

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