#thirstyforvenom

[tere706]

Love is Blind - Chpt 13

(So here’s the trick. I post an update saying I’m making progress... and then I feel obligated to produce a chapter. It’s a weird system, but it works. I guess. 

Anywho, enjoy the chapter! It’s the longest one I’ve written so far. I think.

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Words: ~2800)

Warmth. Her bed was extra warm and it felt like the blankets were wrapped around her body. Had she rolled in her sleep and gotten tangled? Liz reached out, stretching against part that was wrapped around her arms. A flutter of panic worked its way into her sleepy mind when she couldn’t pull it away.

“DON’T STRUGGLE SO MUCH, LITTLE BIRD.” Venom’s voice was a tired rumble against her back. The coils tightened more around her body and she suddenly realized she was surrounded in Venom’s tendrils and not blankets.

Liz relaxed again, leaning her head back against Venom. Now that her brain was working, she recognized that the texture was wrong for her blankets too. Last night came flooding back and she gave a small shudder. After Venom had brought them back to her apartment he and Eddie had refused to leave. Liz hadn’t really fought them about it. Venom had fed her chocolate and cradled her against himself until she fell into an exhausted sleep. Apparently, he’d moved them both to the bed at some point as well.

“Ven, let me go.”

Venom rumbled again and held her tighter. “REST, PHONE IS NOT RINGING.”

Ah, that was right, she’d gotten him to promise to wake her up if the phone rang. She was desperately hoping for word from Cal about what happened to Aaron. The not knowing was worse than finding out he was dead.

“No, Ven, I need the bathroom.” She squirmed against his hold.

There was a wordlessly unhappy grumble before Venom released his hold on her. The air was significantly cooler without his warmth. Liz stumbled a little, trying to find where she was since she didn’t remember how they’d laid down. She finished up in the bathroom quickly and padded back over to the bed, crawling back to Venom. He wrapped her in his arms, tendrils coiling around her lower half in a comforting warmth.

“What time is it?” She asked softly.

Venom yawned before nuzzling the top of her head. “EARLY. EDDIE SAYS IT’S JUST BEFORE EIGHT.”

Liz groaned quietly. “Give me my phone. Cal should be at work by now.”

“THAT WILL MAKE YOU UPSET AGAIN.”

“Give me my damn phone, or I’ll kick your ass out of my apartment.” She hissed the words through clenched teeth.

“YOU AREN’T STRONG ENOUGH FOR THAT, LITTLE BIRD.” Despite pointing that out, she felt him shift around to look for her phone. If he hadn’t, she would have had some key words for her alien boyfriend. Ugh, alien boyfriend just sounded too weird right now. Liz scrubbed at her face with one hand to try and restart her brain a bit. Her skin felt dry and scratchy from the tear streaks of last night.

Liz felt the tendrils draw away from her body, blankets being pulled around her instead. The bed shifted before Eddie’s warm hand touched her arm. “Here, found your phone.”

“Thanks.” Her voice grew hollow. It felt like there was a lump in her throat. “Is he mad at me?”

Eddie snorted and wrapped his arm around her midsection, pulling her back against his chest. “Nah, I just wanted a chance to comfort you myself.” There was a slight hesitation to his words.

She felt her heart clench at the sweetness of it. Liz twisted her upper body around enough to place a kiss against his jaw and then his lips once she found them. It was so much easier to express her feelings with Venom for some reason. But moments like this, she treasured having Eddie with her too. “Thanks. Maybe I need some more human interaction.”

“Stop delaying and make your phone call, hun.” Eddie pressed his face against the top of her head, though. She was pretty sure he was smiling, considering that he gently tightened his hold around her midsection.

Liz grumbled quietly to herself, she wasn’t trying to delay! Okay, she was, but she knew better than to agree with him. Instead, she dialed Cal’s number from memory, fingers feeling the braille numbers on the number pad of the little flip phone.

“Liz! Have you turned on the news yet?!” Cal’s voice was strained.

Crap, of course she needed to explain how she knew there was trouble. “Yeah, just barely. I hoped you’d have more information. And the radio refuses to answer my questions. What happened? Where is Aaron?”

Cal was silent for a long moment. “The police station had… an explosion or something. The holding area is where it seemed to have started. Several fatalities.” He paused again, making Liz’s stomach drop. “Aaron is among the missing. There are some bodies that haven’t been identified yet…”

“So they think he died?” Liz whispered, eyes tightly closed. She was too tired for tears, too many had been shed last night.

“Probably. We won’t know for sure until they get results back. But there are more missing than bodies found.” Cal tried to sound a little hopeful. “There’s nothing more you can do right now, Liz. Don’t beat yourself up over this. There was nothing you could have done.”

“I know.” Liz squeezed Eddie’s hand with her free one when he suddenly grabbed it. “I know, Cal. Just promise you’ll call if you find out anything else. Even bad news.”

Cal sighed on the other end of the phone. “I will. Take some time off, okay? And call me if you need anything.”

“Bye.” Liz flipped the phone shut and tossed it so that it went over the edge of the bed.

Eddie held her hand, shifting to lace his fingers with hers. His thumb brushed back and forth over her skin. He’d noticed her craving for physical contact when under stress and was doing his best to help her.

“Anything we can do for you?”

Liz sighed. “He’s right. I can’t… I can’t beat myself up over this.” It wouldn’t stop her from doing that, but she didn’t want Eddie to worry. “We should get up. I need to clean myself and change.”

“We can make breakfast.” Eddie added brightly.

“As long as it’s you and not Ven.”

“WE STILL THINK EGGS AND CHOCOLATE ARE GOOD.”

Eddie and Liz both shuddered in revulsion.

~

Venom and Eddie stayed close the next two days. Venom practically wanted to be attached to Liz at all hours. It was sweet the first day. It was annoying the second morning. And by the second afternoon…

“Back off!” Liz swatted at the tendril that was curling up her left arm. “Seriously, just stop touching me!”

“LITTLE BIRD?” He sounded surprised, though Eddie just gave a quiet snort.

“You’re smothering me!” Liz snapped at Venom through clenched teeth. “I know you mean well, but I’m starting to feel like I can’t breathe around you, Ven. I’m hurt, but I’ll heal. It’s not the end of the world.” She threw her hands in the air, exasperated.

There was a long silence that followed her outburst and she narrowed her eyes slightly. “Are you two talking behind my back?”

“NO, WE ARE TALKING IN FRONT OF YOU.”

“Jesus, V.” Eddie sounded caught between annoyance and amusement at his symbiote.

That, for some reason, was just the last straw. Liz turned and pointed at the door. “Out.”

Eddie took in a deep breath. “Liz, come on. I wasn’t-“

“Out.” Liz repeated firmly. “You’ve been perfectly fine, Eddie, but Ven can’t leave without you. So, out! I need some space, guys. I have to… process this.”

“If you’re sure, then we’ll go. You have our number.” Eddie murmured gently.

Liz’s shoulders slumped and she rubbed her face with one hand. “I’m sorry to snap. It’s just… a lot has happened really fast and I’m feeling a little overwhelmed. You, me, and Ven… this whole thing with… Aaron… It’s just a lot all happening.”

Eddie snorted quietly. “The three of us wasn’t all our fault.”

“Ven started that damn kiss. Jealous ass.” Liz grumbled.

“YOU LIKED IT.”

Liz pointed a finger in the direction of the symbiote’s voice. “That isn’t the point right now, Ven!”

“Okay, okay. Let’s be adults. I get it, Liz. You need a little personal space. We have practically moved in for the last few days. And I doubt you enjoy this much pampering. You’re too independent.”

“Damn straight.”

“As I was saying.” Eddie gave a meaningful pause at her interruption. “We don’t want to take over your whole life. You’re… your own person. And it can’t just always be about us or our relationship.”

Liz tilted her head, thinking over his words and then nodded firmly. “Exactly, yes. That’s exactly it. I couldn’t find the right words.”

Eddie gave another chuckle. “Well, it helps that I’m a reporter. Gotta know what to write. And I’ve been in and out of more relationships that you, probably.”

She could feel her face heat again. “Yeah.” Liz grumbled. “Serious ones, at least. Thanks, Eddie.”

He stepped closer and wrapped an arm around her. Eddie gently pressed his forehead against Liz’s before he replied. “You’re welcome. Do I get a goodbye kiss?”

Liz played at thinking it over, smile slowly working its way onto her lips. “Yeah. Seems fair.” She lifted her hands to cup his face, tilting her face upwards.

There was a quiet chuckle from Eddie before he gently kissed her. There was no need to make it into something more. He didn’t want her to feel like he was asking for more after that nice little talk. So he pulled back, leaving the kiss relatively chaste.

“Thanks, hun.”

Liz pulled her hands away from his face. “You’re welcome.”

“OUR KISS?” Venom sounded hopeful, his head on its long tendril pressing in closer to brush against Liz’s cheek.

She pushed his head away from her face with a frown. “No. You’ve gotten two days of cuddles and attention. I think that’s enough affection for now.”

“NOT FAIR.” Venom grumped sulkily.

“And you ate all my chocolate.” Liz hissed at him.

“WE WERE HUNGRY.” Now his tone had become more cautious.

Liz raised a finger in his direction. “ALL of my chocolate.”

“Okay, okay. Time to go. Call us, Liz. I still want to take you out to dinner. Maybe we can make a date out of it?” Eddie asked gently.

“WE CAN’T GO ON DATE IN RESTAURANT.” Venom pointed out.

Liz sighed and smiled faintly, reaching out to touch Eddie’s chest lightly. “I’d like that. Just you and I.” She paused and rolled her eyes. “And Ven can swing us home. Fair?”

Eddie gave her another quick kiss before pulling away playfully. “It’s a date.”

She waved a hand in his direction. “Cheater, stealing kisses.”

“Who’s gonna stop me?” Eddie had opened the door. “See you soon.”

“Bye.” Liz called back softly. As soon as the door shut she felt a heaviness settle into her chest. Venom had been annoying her today but without him here… it was quiet. Too quiet. And too easy to fall back into her thoughts.

~

Liz hadn’t been joking about the chocolate. Venom had sniffed out every piece she had. So she decided to do something to make herself feel better and go buy some more. Actually, she was low on all her snacks.

After a quick check of the apartment, Liz grabbed her jacket and long cane. Her keys went into one pocket, her phone into the other. Credit card in the back pocket of her jeans. She always made sure to double check that she had everything before heading out into the big, wide world.

She’d neglected to check the time before leaving her apartment. Judging from the faint warmth against her left cheek, it was close to sunset. There was still plenty of noise on the streets too. A couple cars rumbled by on the street, children laughed in the distance, and a flock of birds suddenly flew by overhead. Liz slowly stretched in the fresh air. It really had been quite a while since she’d been out on her own. Lately, she’d been chaperoned by either Eddie or Venom whenever she left her apartment, even before the incident with Aaron.

Liz had been tapping her long cane gently ahead of her when her steps came to a stumbling halt. All it took was one word, spoken in a hoarse, terrified tone.

“Elizabeth?”

She whirled toward the alley on her right, struggling to hear that voice again. She hadn’t been imagining it, had she?

“I… I need help, please.” Aaron’s voice, roughened and scared.

Liz stepped into the alley cautiously, trying to zero in on the location of his voice. “Aaron? Are you okay? How did you get away from the fire?” There were a million questions buzzing in her head, but relief was first and foremost.

“I don’t know. It’s just… it’s all messed up. I don’t know what to do. I’m… I’m scared.” Aaron’s voice almost broke at the end. He’d been out here, on his own, for the last two days since surviving the fire. He had to be in poor shape.

“It’s okay. Look, we’ll get this all figured out. Let’s start by getting you back to my place. I’ll call Calvin and we’ll let the authorities know you’re safe-“

“No!” Aaron snapped angrily and started panting hard. “No, I can’t go back there. I need you to help me out.”

Liz took a slow step back. “Aaron, I can’t help you run from the law. You need to turn yourself back in. No one is going to blame you for running from the fire.” She tried to keep her voice gentle, but an ounce of fear worked its way into her words.

“No. It’s not my fault! I… You said you would help me!” Aaron shouted accusingly.

“I am helping you. I know you’re scared, but running from this isn’t going to make it better. You have to take responsibility for the things you’ve done. I’ll be with you the whole way.”

She could hear Aaron start pacing, just a couple feet away from her. “You don’t get it! They can’t help me!” He stopped his pacing. “I trusted you!” There was real heat and anger in his voice. Actually, the alley was feeling hotter. It was probably just her nerves.

Liz held her hands up. “I trust that you’ll do the right thing. You’re a good kid and I want to help you. That’s why I’m going to call Calvin and let him know you’re okay so-“

“Damn it, no!” Aaron nearly screamed the words. It felt like a wall of super-heated air slammed into Liz. She was thrown back, gasping and drawing in a lungful of the too hot hair. Her head slammed back into the ground as she landed hard. Her last thoughts were pain and confusion.

~

Why didn’t she understand? He had come to her looking for help. She had promised to help him. His head throbbed with pain as he struggled to keep himself under control. Why was Elizabeth so focused on taking him back to the cops? They had to know what he’d done. They’d lock him away forever, if they didn’t outright kill him.

He knew his temper was getting the better of him. He felt betrayed and rejected by her words. And, like all too often lately, Aaron lashed out in his anger. He realized in the last moment that the fire would kill Elizabeth. He never meant to even hurt her. Aaron reigned in on the flames, sucking them back in toward himself. At least he was immune to them. It still left a blast of hot air to slam into the woman.

“Elizabeth…?” Aaron slowly stepped forward. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean… fuck. Oh fuck, this is…” Shit, shit, shit. He pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes. God, this had gone all wrong.

He slowly pulled his hands back, kneeling to check if she was breathing. Aaron wasn’t sure how to check a pulse. Thankfully, he was able to feel her breath against his palm when he held it above her mouth. Okay. Could have been worse. Aaron sat back on his heels and chewed his lower lip, trying to figure out what to do next. Someone was bound to walk by and see them, it wasn’t that late out yet.

“I just need to explain everything. She’ll understand then.” Yeah, it would be okay. But he couldn’t wait for her to wake up here. Aaron carefully picked up Elizabeth, staggering a bit as he got to his feet. He wasn’t used to trying to carry someone. But he promised himself he’d get her to safety. Then he could explain, once she woke up. She had to understand then.

[sexy-monster-fucker]

Eddie Brock|Venom NSFW Alphabet 

A - Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Eddie is very very caring after sex.  He knows Venom can be rough so he wants to make sure you are okay.  He LOVES to cuddle after sex.  Very touchy.  A lot of forehead kisses.  

B - Body Part (Their favorite body part of their partners)

Eddie loves your hands.  He loves intertwining fingers with you.  Venom, on the other hand, loves your neck.  He loves to wrap his hand firmly around it.  

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Venom loves finishing inside you.  Eddie would never admit it, but he does too.  

D - Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory)

Secretly, Eddie has a HUGE daddy kink.  He never told you, but one time you let that name fall from your lips and it drove him mad.  He adores being called that.  

E - Experience (How experienced are they?)

Eddie may have a tough guy exterior, but he actually does not have that much experience.   He always tends to wait until he has rather strong feelings for the person he is with before deciding to sleep with them.  Obviously, Venom is only as experienced as his host. 

F - Favorite Position

Any position where they get to be the dominant one.  They adore being on top for real.  

G - Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)

Eddie and Venom are both very serious in the moment.  They love having sex and consider it to be very intimate.  They do everything to make sure it’s perfect for you.  

H - Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Well, Venom does not really have hair.  That one is self explanatory.  Eddie keeps himself groomed, but there is hair always.  

I - Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Eddie is one of the most caring people on the planet.  He loves to make sure you know how much he loves you.  

J - Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Venom has a very high sex drive, so sometimes he ends up getting Eddie worked up.  Eddie often has to take care of it as not to bother you.  It often happens at the worse times, so Eddie does not like bothering you with it.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Eddie has a secret daddy kink.  Venom himself has a breeding kink.  He gets off on the idea of his seed impregnating you.  He longs to reproduce with you.   

L - Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Eddie loves to do it in the bedroom.  Call it old fashioned, but he loves taking you into the bedroom after a night out and ripping your clothes off you.  

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Eddie loves to be seduced by you.  When you graze your fingers up his arm or chest it gets him going.  He also loves when you kiss his neck.  

N - NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Neither of them want to share you ever.  They both are super overprotective and only want you to be their’s.  

O - Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Eddie and Venom both LOVE to eat you out.  They love being in control and watching you squirm under them.  

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Both Eddie and Venom tend to be rough during sex.  Eddie is more on the sensual side, usually taking things slowly before getting rough.  But Venom loves to get rough real quick.  He slams into you as hard as he can and moves quickly inside you.  

Q - Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Venom would have sex with you anytime anywhere.  Eddie, however, prefers to take you home first.  So when Venom gets him worked up in public, Eddie usually rushes you home.  Whispering in your ear, “He’s decided it’s time.  We gotta go.”  It sends chills down your spine.  

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Eddie is usually down for anything.  There are a few things Eddie won’t do.  But most of the time, Eddie loves to try anything you want.  He always has to be careful thought because Venom can get out of hand.  

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

Eddie can go a few rounds, but does not want to overwork his partner.  Venom can go all night if he is feeling it.  He goes until he decides he is done.  After a night with Venom, you are usually so tired and worn out you are seeing stars.  

T  - Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No.

U - Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Eddie adores teasing you in public.  Like if you are out at dinner, he loves inching his hand up your thigh.  He gets achingly close to your opening and just sits there.  Or he will lean into your ear and whisper something rather nasty.  “I’m gonna rip that little dress off you when we get home,” or “You have no idea what’s in store for you when we leave here.”  He loves driving you crazy.  

V - Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

They both are not very loud.  Grunting and whispering your name or curses is about the loudest they get.  

W - Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Venom loves to wrap his long tongue around your neck.  He loves choking you with it.  The taste of your skin drives him crazy.  

X - X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Venom can be any size he wants.  Eddie is packing himself.  

Y - Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Very.  Eddie wants to do it multiple nights a week.  Venom, however, would do you multiple times a day if you would let him.  This sometimes leads to Eddie having to take care of things himself.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Eddie loves to cuddle afterward.  He will stay awake until you fall asleep.  He wants to make sure you are comfortable and cared for.  

~~~

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Midnight Rider

Raphael X Biker!Reader 

Summary: Raphael, fed up and needing to blow off some steam, goes out for a night ride not expecting company. Until a mysterious rider challenges him... and he feels free for once in his life... but who’s behind the helmet and leather?

A/N: So in light of me getting my motorcycle license and a bike, here’s this cute little piece that I love so much. Because nothing is freeing like flying down backroads. It’s also safe to do while social distancing so... yay for me. I love you guys. Let me know what you think!! Seriously, I love your comments and reblogs, they make my day.

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Raph was bored. Completely bored. The Kraang had been taken down and no one had heard from the Shredder or the Foot Clan. No mutants, no mutagen, no criminals. What was he supposed to do? Train? Been there done that? Argue with Leo? Fun, but not now. Casey was out of state for the next week, so he had nothing to do.

Huffing he headed to the garage and suited up. He was going to ride. All night and maybe he would come back.

Pulling onto the street, he raced off, going as far as he could until he was forced to turn. It was freeing. To be out there alone with no one to answer to, with no one expecting anything of him. The surge of euphoria and adrenaline coursed through him.

Yeah, this is what he needed.

He followed the streets, no real direction but his own digression guiding him. 

Until someone zipped past him.

He shifted to a stop, staring at the rogue biker who slowed as well, but didn’t stop. The biker stuck their hand down and gave the two fingered biker salute... something an experienced biker knew. Something that he knew.

The biker was beckoning him on. Maybe Raph wouldn’t be alone tonight. Putting his bike back into gear he raced towards the biker in black. He couldn’t make out who they were under the helmet, or the layers of leather that they wore. They were as faceless as he was.

The biker slowed at a stop light and looked over to Raph. He could only guess what the mysterious rider wanted. Until they revved and stared at him longer. If he could only see under their visor. Without the response that they wanted the rider revved their engine again and tilted their chin back.

A challenge.

A grin curled across Raph’s face.

He could do a challenge.

With a simple nod Raphael geared up his bike, knowing he would easily overtake this rider with the modifications Donnie made to it.

The rider took off without a second thought that had Raph chasing after. They turned abruptly, making him take a wider arch than necessary, losing ground for him. Cursing, Raph threw his bike into a higher gear, pushing it harder.

When the rider was within reach, they stopped almost instantly and took the nearest right. Raph was going too fast to think to make that so he did the next best thing: he went up a block and met his rider as they raced past him.

Laughing Raph raced after them, forgetting the challenge and for once just letting someone else lead who knew what they were doing. His rider challenged him, turning sharply, speeding down straights, taking turns faster than he would. They were wild and free as they rocketed down the bridge. A kind of wild and free that he wanted to be.

His rider was nearing the edges of the city, to the unknown. Somewhere Raph couldn’t follow. Regretfully he slowed, staying in the city streets. His rider slowed and made a wide arch making their way back to him. Side by side they stared another down.

“Who are you?” Raph asked.

They said nothing but took off, disappearing before Raphael could catch up.

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In the safely of my garage I unfastened my helmet and panted softly, grinning. I had never met anyone as daring and reckless and I was when it came to riding. It was... euphoric having a partner who could keep up... let me lead even.

I couldn’t ruin that. He asked who I was. I knew as soon as he knew that I wasn’t whatever macho biker guy he was imagining; we’d lose whatever tonight was.

Not like I didn’t know who he was. I knew of the Night watcher. And I knew of the four brothers who protected this city. I rode at night. And at night you see things.

Another reason he couldn’t know who I was.

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“Where have you been?” Leo demanded as he strolled back into the Lair.

“Out.” Raph smirked.

“Out where?” Leo almost snarled.

“Chill out Fearless. I was riding, no need for you to go all mother hen.” Raph scoffed, flopping onto the couch.

“Did anyone see you?” Leo hissed.

“No one who wasn’t as reckless as I was.” Raph smirked switching on the tv.

“What does that mean?” Leo stood in front of the flickering image; his arms folded.

“There was another rider out tonight. We rode together. And before you ask, no I didn’t blow cover.” Raph craned his neck to see around Leo.

“There was another rider? This late?” Leo was lost in thought. “Are they dangerous?”

Raph rolled his eyes. “Yes Leo, they’re planning to take over the world by riding at two in the morning around the streets of New York,”

Leo pursed his lips and shook his head in dismay before heading off to the dojo.

Raph didn’t pay him any mind. All he could think about was the mysterious rider. Who were they? Where did they come from? Where had they learned to ride like that? And most importantly, would they be out tomorrow night again?

Raph never really looked forward to much. Maybe a UFC fight here and there, or the anticipation of a mission... but this was different. This almost made him nervous. Would they be back tonight? Would he see them again? Would he feel free again?

As he rode the streets, looking for his rider, his hope started to wane. They didn’t seem to be out tonight. Maybe whatever had happened last night was a fluke, and it wasn’t to happen again.

Raph sighed, racing the streets. It wasn’t the same doing it alone. There was nothing to prove. There was no one to chase after.

Until there was.

His rider peeled out of an alley way and trailed behind him. In his review he could see the salute again that they gave. Another challenge. This time he was going to lead.

Grinning Raph took off, shifting into high gear and racing down the streets of New York. His biker was right there beside him, keeping pace, leaned forward in anticipation like he was.

A sharp turn that he took, and the rider was right behind him. They sped through the tunnels and into the outskirts before turning back and weaving through neighborhoods. The feeling of freedom coursed through Raph’s veins as he pushed his rider harder and harder.

On the Brooklyn bridge he slowed and stopped in the middle. His rider paused beside him, lookin g at him, questioning.

“Who are you?” He asked again, more in wonder than wanting an actual answer.

______________________________

Again, he asked. And I almost gave in. I wanted to give in.

But I didn’t want to lose him. I didn’t want our rides to be over. Not when the fun had just begun. So again, I took off and disappeared.

______________________________

For almost a week Raphael went out and rode with his mysterious rider. He has stopped asking for who they were and instead they would ride together, getting into more trouble than he cared to admit, until they’d disappear then reappear the next night.

Every night Raphael would feel free from the mundane nothingness that the Lair offered. 

He got reckless.

He got careless.

He took a turn too fast and didn’t calculate the counterbalance that it needed. 

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I watched him drop in my review. He slid about ten yards before stopping.

I screeched to a stop and raced back, dumping my bike, before running over to him. Without thinking my helmet came off and so did my gloves.

“Raph!?” I asked, fear riddling my voice as I crouched beside him. “Raph are you okay!?” 

“How do you know who I am?” He grunted, trying to sit up.

I rolled my eyes and checked him over for any potential injuries. All of his gear seemed to be intact, so I could check road rash off the list. I still feared for something to be broken or dislocated... but what did I know about how his body worked versus my own.

“I’m fine,” He snapped. “How do you know who I am?” His helmet came off and he stared me down.

“I ride at night and I have for years. I see things.” I snapped back. “Now are you okay!?” I almost shouted.

“I’m fine,” He chuckled, trying to stand, staggering.

I supported him until he found his bearings. When he did, he looked over at me, for the first time really taking me in. I bit my lip, waiting for the backlash, waiting for the “it’s too dangerous” and “are you crazy.”

He didn’t say anything though. We just stood there, staring at each other. 

“You’re not afraid of me.” He finally said.

“And you’re not yelling at me,” I countered.

“Why would I yell at you?” Confusion flitted across his face.

“Oh, come on.” I rolled my eyes. “I’ve heard it all before. A chick like me shouldn’t be riding that recklessly. It’s dangerous, I’ll get hurt,” I mocked, scoffing. “So, let me have it,” I crossed my arms.

“I’m the one who crashed, not you. Where’s my lecture?” He smirked.

I blinked, not expecting that.

“You’re not mad? That I’m...” I gestured and shrugged.

“You’re one of the best riders I know. Why would I be mad?” He raised an eyebrow.

I pursed my lips, mulling over his words. All of the thoughts of doubt about what I could do because I was only a girl seemed to fade away. I was his equal, with or without the mask.

A smile spread across my face.

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“Raph?” The radio on his shoulder piped up

“What?” He snapped back into it. His rider looked like she was going to laugh.

“Are you okay? The bike’s distress signal is going off. Leo’s on his way over.” Donnie informed him.

He cursed and almost snarled. “Why?”

“Because this is getting out of hand Raph,” Leo chimed in. “You’re getting to reckless and one of you is going to get hurt. I don’t care how good the two of you are. Something was bound to happen.”

She raised an eyebrow at him, not saying anything. He rolled his eyes and brushed off her look. She laughed and went over to her bike, standing it up, turning it on long enough to ride over to him and his own bike that he struggled to right. Something was not right with his shoulder. He’d have Donnie set it later.

Leo dropped down from the rooftops just as she helped him stand his bike back up and she picked up her gloves and helmet.

“You’re a girl?” Leo was taken aback.

A laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head, running a hand through her hair.

“Sorry to disappoint.” She drawled.

Leo stared at her, confused and upset. It was one thing that his brother was out being stupid and reckless, it was another thing to drag a lady into his idiocy.

“What’s the matter Leo,” Raph grinned. “Scared of a girl?” He taunted.

“No,” The answer was immediate. She raised an eyebrow at that. “She shouldn’t be out here riding with you.”

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“And why the hell not!?” I bit out. “Please tell me,” I challenged.

“It’s not safe,” Leo held his head back in dominance.

I rolled my eyes.

“I’m not the one who wrecked.” I folded my arms across my chest, glaring him down. “So, get off my case. I’m a better rider than your brother.”

Then realization settled in his eyes.

“You know who we are.” He accused.

I laughed and shook my head.

“Yeah. I do. Got a problem with that?” I wasn’t going to explain myself to Mr. High and Mighty over here. Not a chance.

Leo fumbled for an answer and Raph grinned at me.

“Get hack home. Donnie needs to look at you.” His voice was like ice as he spoke to Raph. He turned to me one last time and scoffed before taking off.

“Well isn’t he a ray of sunshine,” I muttered, looking at Raph. “Are you okay to ride back?”

“Yeah I’m fine,”

I wasn’t convinced. Rolling my eyes and shaking my head I took the key from his bike.

“You’re not driving. I don’t live far from here. I’ll drop my bike off and come back and take you home,” I said, daring him to argue with me, and he did.

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“Not a chance,” Raph snarked.

“I’m not letting you ride with a dislocated shoulder,” She snapped.

He had to admit that he was impressed that she picked up on that. He has to admit that he was impressed with her period. From her riding skills to her attitude around Leo to her caring side that she let peak through... he didn’t know how to act around her.

So, what could he do but give in?

“Fine,” He mumbled.

She grinned and slid her helmet back on and took off into the night. He stood there, staring after her, wondering where the hell she had come form and how had he not noticed before? She knew more about him and his brothers than he thought anyone did who was an outsider.

She was back not minutes later, helmet tucked under her arm as she made her way to him, his key dangling from her fingertips.

“Ready?” She asked.

“I can ride just fine,” He tried to argue again.

She just rolled her eyes and straddled his bike, turning the key and starting the engine. 

“Are you coming or not?” She challenged with a smirk.

After a stare down, he found himself behind her on his bike feeling ridiculous. Without directions she knew where to go. Maybe he should worry about why she knew so much. Pulling into the right alleyway, she killed the engine.

Tossing the key back to him, she started to walk away.

“Hey, wait. Where are you going?” Raph reached out and grabbed her hand gloved in black leather.

“Home?” She raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t you wanna come in? Meet the rest of us? Maybe piss of Leo some more?” He gave a small smirk.

If he was honest, he didn’t want her to leave. Not yet. He had just figured out that his rider was also a badass take no prisoners drop dead gorgeous chick who knew more about him than he liked, and he didn’t want her to leave.

She tilted her chin back, a slight smile on it.

“Maybe another time, Red,” She drawled. “Make sure you take care of your shoulder.”

She left no room for argument in her gaze. He was tongue-tied for the first time in his life and he watched her walk away, hips swaying softly, her hand giving the biker salute.

“Y/n,” She called over her shoulder as she rounded the corner. “Since you never asked,” She smirked and winked, gone from his sight.

.

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The Girl Part 9 - Series End

Pairings - The Mandalorian/Reader

Warnings - mentions of wounds/injuries

Word Count - 667 words

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The Mandalorian let out an exhale of breath, the sound coming out low and troubled. He lay on his bed, helmet and beskar armour abandoned in the pursuit of rest, but it wasn’t coming.

They had stayed docked on Naboo with the intent of letting (Y/N) heal for a few days. She protested weakly at this, insisting that she was fine, but the clammy pallor of her skin and the pain in her movements told him otherwise.

He glanced towards the doorway of his quarters, seeing blue light bleed through the edges of the entrance. It was too late for (Y/N) to be awake, he thought, concerned. Her body had yet to adjust to the Nabooan day, often falling asleep at odd hours in the cockpit or sleeping through the day. He supposed the gaping wound in her abdomen had something to do with it as well.

The Mandalorian stood to step closer to the doorway. Pressing his forehead against the wall of the Razor Crest, he let his thoughts spiral. The look on (Y/N)’s face when the bullet pierced her side had haunted him for days, weaving itself into his nightmares against the backdrop of her screams, and he was scared.

He was scared that (Y/N) would die, scared that she would live and leave him, scared that she would pull away when he wrapped his arms around her. He was so damn scared of losing her but he didn’t want to face why.

No, the Mandalorian thought, shaking his head. He wouldn’t lose her. He couldn’t lose her. Creed and Guild be damned, he would never let her go again.

Taking his face in his hands, he breathed heavily, mind racing and heart beating a hole through his chest with the knowledge of what he was about to do. What was he about to do?

The Mandalorian didn’t wait to answer himself before he entered the code to the doorway, eyes squeezed shut as the entrance hissed open. He glanced over at the helmet resting on the floor, pausing for a beat, before stepping into the hull of the ship.

Padding over to the cockpit, where he knew she would be, the Mandalorian reveled in the novelty of his bare feet on the floor. It was cold and uncomfortable, but he had never felt anything so good.

A few feet away from the entrance, he paused, his breathing erratic. He could hear the tapping of her fingers against a datapad.

Steeling himself, he took the last few steps, stopping behind her as (Y/N) sat in the co-pilot seat, facing away from him. She turned to him at the sound, lips pulling into a smile as she began to speak. The words seemed to get caught in her throat, however, when she was greeted with the sight of his face.

Time seemed to stop for a moment, their eyes locked together with an understanding he never thought could be possible. (Y/N)’s eyes were wide, but the gasp that escaped her was quickly muffled when he rushed over her, taking her face in his hands and crashing his mouth against hers.

Her lips were warm and impossibly soft, and the Mandalorian swore that the fireworks they had seen days prior had made their way into her mouth as they kissed, igniting sparks atop their skin. He could feel (Y/N)’s hands go to the nape of his neck, fingers tangling in the dark curls and he gasped, knees almost buckling.

Pulling away, the Mandalorian stroked his calloused thumbs over her cheeks as he rested his forehead against hers, panting slightly. He only realized the words escaped him after he said them.

“Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum,” the Mandalorian whispered, his eyes tender as he looked down at her.

(Y/N) smiled softly and pressed a kiss between his brows, smoothing out the lines that had drawn together on his forehead.

“I know,” she answered, drawing his lips back to hers.

(A/N: "Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum" translates to “I hold you in my heart forever”/”I love you.” Special thanks to @baar-ur for helping me with the Mando’a! Couldn’t resist a little Han-Leia moment 😁)

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We All Fall Down

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Pairing: Eddie Brock x Reader, Venom x Reader

Summary: After starting a tickle war with your boyfriend, Eddie, strange occurrences take place, both outside and inside your shared apartment. Oh, how things take a turn for the worst.

Word Count: 1598

Warning(s): Lost of angst, fluff, tickle war, the aftermath of Infinity War. (Be warned, you may need tissues!)

Request(s): @thirstyforvenom -> “Venom x Reader where they are both watching WWE or something and end up playfully wrestling on the floor.”

AND

@0dobi0 -> “Hi I was wondering if you’d take a request I’d thought it’d be kinda funny/angsty where Eddie/Venoms s/o preferably fem was with them as they started disappearing from Thanos’ snap. Would you add in an end scene where a couple months pass, maybe a year aka after Thanos is defeated and everyone who disappeared comes back and Eddie/Venom watched the reader/ s/o walk through their front door.”

Authors Note: So this is basically two requests mashed up together because I love some good angst. Also, I whipped this up pretty quickly, because I had a break from exam study, but I’ll get back to it tomorrow. Also, just wanted to say that I changed up the requests a bit, I hope you two don’t mind, but I thought it’d fit better? Anyway, hope y’all enjoy!

“Eddie!” squealing, your kick out your legs, hands trying to push him off you. “Ed-Eddie, stop!” His large fingers kept poking your sensitive sides, making you laugh as you struggle to remove yourself from his reach. Your converse shoes hitting the floor of your shared apartment with a thud with each oncoming attack from his hands. “Eddie,” you try to catch your breath, but he launches into another attack, this time pinning you underneath him. Your stomach is getting sore from laughing so much.

“Nuh-uh. You started it!” Okay, so it was true. You did start it, but only because he was paying more attention to the football game than to you, so you did what any person in your position would do. You started to tickle him, which was much easier than you expected – he’s a very ticklish man, your Eddie is. It probably didn’t help that Venom was clueless with what was happening, he just let you continue. No, “Why do you do that, morsel” or “Why are you like this?” It was just you and Eddie. You supposed that through the many years you’ve dated Eddie, that the symbiote had just given up, and given in to your weirdness. That was why Eddie liked you so much, you supposed. You weren’t ‘normal’ like everyone else. I mean, is there even anyone who is generally ‘normal’?

It was another few minutes that you spent trying to get your bear of a boyfriend off you, before he did so himself, extending his hand out for you. Taking his much larger hand, he pulled you closer to him, bringing your lips to his. The kiss felt like it lasted a long time, only ending when you were both needing air. Leaning on your toes, you peck him on the cheek, announcing that you’re going to get some food. Searching through the masses of chocolate that Venom had hoarded in the not-so-large kitchen cupboard for something other than chocolate, a loud crash from the street below has you looking over at Eddie, who, after looking over at you, makes his way over to the large window. “Just another car accident, babe.” You’d believe him if he wasn’t staring out the window for as long as he was, a quizzical look on his face. You’d ask him what was wrong, if only you hadn’t felt a sudden wave of cold wash through your body, closely followed by a hotter one.

Clasping your stomach, with a sudden urge to be sick, you look down at yourself. You didn’t know what was wrong. Well, you didn’t until you saw your shoes begin to turn into dust. You watched as they floated around the kitchen, making their way into the living room. “Uh…Ed-Eddie?” You couldn’t move, your body was frozen, scared. What is happening?! As soon as you heard his loud footfalls enter the kitchen, you turned to face him, sheer fear on your face. “Babe?” Voice cracking you lead his eyes with your own gaze, down to your feet, which were almost completely gone. “Eddie, what…what’s going on?” Looking back up, your boyfriend doesn’t move. He only stares, watching as your body slowly floats away with the soft breeze flowing through the open windows.

Slick black tendrils climb over his shoulder, bundling together to form a head. Venom. He was just as shocked as you, like Eddie. “No, (Y/N). No.” Tears start falling down his face as he moves forward to hold you. “No. Don’t…don’t go. You can’t go.” Your foreheads touch, and you realize, Eddie can’t watch, it’ll break him. Taking his face in your hands, you press your lips to his, if just for a moment, before leaning away.

“Eddie. Close your eyes.” You smile sadly at him; your own tears being released over your flushed cheeks. He goes to speak, to protest, but you know you can’t let him see you go. You can’t let them see you go. “Shh,” placing your index finger on his lips, he reluctantly closes his eyes, “It’ll be okay. It’ll be fine.” Looking down at yourself quickly, your body is almost gone. You place your lips in his, kissing him as passionately as you could, knowing you were almost out of time. It was a tingling sensation now, and it had reached your neck. Pulling away reluctantly, you leave your forehead on his. “I love you, Eddie. I love you, Venom.” Taking one last look at the love of your life you say, “I love you both.”

--

“I love you Eddie. I love you Venom,” a slight pause, “I love you both.” Then there was nothing. No sound. He couldn’t hear her small breaths that had brushed over his lips. He couldn’t feel the softness that was her skin. He couldn’t taste the sweetness that was her lips. He couldn’t see her gorgeous (E/C) eyes, that had always looked up at him, knowing that he would be able to protect her. He had failed. They had failed. The only person that had mattered in this world was now gone. Venom was distraught, throughout the whole ordeal, he was screaming inside his head to save her, but they both knew that they could do nothing. He’d never felt so useless, so powerless.

Falling on his knees, he finally allows the pain that your loss has given him to take over. A crying mess on the floor, a painful scream leaves their lips as your name is carried in the wind.

--

It’d been over 4 years since the day you’d been gone, and not once had they stopped thinking about you. They’d always linger at the photograph that Eddie had pinned up on the wall, as he got ready for work. Ever since that day, Venom had been uncharacteristically quiet, always taking his pent-up anger and frustration on those they would stop of a night. Eddie gave up looking for solutions, especially after the once disbanded Avengers told the world who was responsible. As soon as Venom had heard the Mad Titan’s name, he shrieked, grabbing at his head. Let’s just say Eddie had a lot of things to replace after that night.

Eddie was on his way home, walking along the cement pathways, leading him to Ms. Chen’s little shop. He didn’t linger too long, only stopping in to say a quick hello, before purchasing some more chocolate and food, before he made it on the home stretch. Entering the building, he climbed up the metal staircase, the wound all the way to the top level. When you and he had chosen an apartment together, you both chose one that wasn’t too high, due to Eddie’s fear of heights, Venom laughing at him hysterically. He was halfway up the second lot of stairs when he saw his apartment door was open. I could’ve sworn I locked it this morning. “You did Eddie. There’s someone in there.”

Slowing his pace down, he peered in his apartment, through the small crack that was left, before carefully pushing the door open. Venom was ready for an ambush. Its tendrils lapping at the fabric of his hosts cloths, ready to protect him. Meanwhile, Eddie was trying not to make a sound, the only noise being his rapid breathing. That was until he heard the kitchen cupboard open, and the familiar rustling of Venom’s stash of chocolates. Stepping in, he placed the plastic bag overflowing with food on the floorboards, making his way towards the kitchen.

He stopped. Not daring to move. Am I dreaming? What he saw, or more specifically, who he saw, shocked him to the bone. “(Y/N)?”

--

Opening your eyes, you looked down at yourself. Patting yourself down, before deeming that you’re not, in fact, imagining things, and yes, you did literally disappear. Using your apartment key, you unlock your shared apartment only to find that the furniture you and Eddie had bought together had changed. The million-dollar question was ‘is this my apartment?’ The once large dining table, that had taken up most of the room, was now a smaller, 2-person table. Oh, Eddie.

The sound of your stomach rumbling has you lurching forward, disregarding the apartment door, which was not closed properly, making your way to the kitchen cupboard. Rummaging around, you knelt, cursing Venom for hoarding as much chocolate as he did in here. Finding a small packet of chips, you hastily grab it, pulling it out from under the huge chocolate pile. “(Y/N)?”

You head had never turned to your left that quickly. Ever. Dropping the chip packet, your legs race you into the arms of your boyfriend, only to find that there were two pairs of arms. “Eddie! Venom!” You could feel Eddie’s tears hitting the top of your head, as his chin rested on it. “It’s okay, I’m back. I’ll never leave you. Ever. The both of you.”

“You…you were gone.” You nod. “No, you don’t understand,” you pull away, looking your boyfriends in their brown and white eyes.

“Don’t understand what, Eddie?” You take his larger hands in yours, swinging them gently from side-to-side, as you wait for his answer.

“You’ve been gone for 4 years, (Y/N). It’s been over 4 years.” Looking up at him wide-eyed, you think about the conversation you had with the wizard before you re-appeared. Shaking your head, you kiss your boyfriend. Now was not the time to think about that. As your need for air overtakes your senses, you pull back, recalling exactly what Strange had said. “(Y/N), are you okay?”

“So that’s why he said everything will be different.”

TAGS (I apologize if tags don’t work):

Eddie/Venom Tags:

@asexual-marvel-trash @eddiesasnack @thirstyforvenom @starfishfaerie @dorkgeeknerdfangirlawesome5 @chrisevansisdaddy13  @sthorkronstrangy

Forever Tags:

@theonegirlunderyourbed @jemjem-chan @reading-in-moonlight

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Taglists

These are my taglists for my fics over on my other account, but I will still be carrying over to this one. If you would like to be removed or added, please let me know. I apologise if tags don’t work.

‘Once in a Freak’

@bluegirlusa1 @stupidlysarcastic @mirtaqueen @marvelest-marvel @wishrains @nhievyenne @excuse-you-dickwad @blackcat995 @missaphrodite23 @li-ssu @bisexual-hufflepuff16

Eddie/Venom x Reader

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Loki x Reader

@baoxiii

Forever

@theonegirlunderyourbed @jemjem-chan @reading-in-moonlight

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Rules: Shuffle your most recently listened to playlist and list the first 10 songs that come up.  Tag 5 people to pass the game on!

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@thirstyforvenom

@ask-loki-trickstergod

@sweetenerrollins

@plantonicpeggyimagines

1 Heartbeat song-Kelly Clarkson

2 Talk fast-5sos

3 YOUTH- Troy Sivan

4 Barcelona -Freddie Mercury & Montserrat Caballé

5 Superluv-Shane Dawson

6 Cherry Bomb- the runaways

7 Alien boy- Oliver Tree

8 High hopes -Panic at the disco

9 Confident -Demi Lovato

10 Come on Eileen - Dexys Midnight Runners

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Love is Blind - Chpt 11

(What could be better than one chapter a day?

Two chapters in a day!

Aka: I still have no self control with posting chapters. Enjoy.

Tagging: @dark-night-sky-99, @inumorph, @liadreyar-dragneel, @lunalustrix, @thirstyforvenom

Words: ~1900)

Liz felt sleep fading away. She didn’t want to wake up. Her mouth had a funny taste in it and her eyes felt dry and scratchy. Liz burrowed herself deeper into the blankets, hoping to escape the memories of why she felt so awful. The feel of her dress blouse riding up her torso was uncomfortable. She sighed as the events from a few hours ago flooded back. With a quiet groan, Liz pushed herself into a sitting position and scrubbed at her face. The skin felt dry and scratchy from crying earlier.

Wait, she didn’t remember going to bed. Liz paused and frowned to herself, trying to remember. Ah, Eddie had been reading to her on the couch. Venom had been purring, which in retrospect had been adorable. They must have tucked her into bed before they left.

Liz managed to pull up a soft smile despite herself. She knew it was silly to feel so invested in Aaron’s life. It wasn’t her fault. She couldn’t blame herself for his decisions. But she still felt heavy guilt and sorrow like a stone in her chest.

There would be no more sleep. Liz dragged herself out of bed. She stripped off her dress clothes, carefully putting them on correctly tagged hangers and putting them up so she could send them in for cleaning. Hopefully they weren’t too messy. She opened the top right drawer of her dresser and felt the material with the pads of her fingers. Liz pulled out a pair of casual shorts made of soft, sweats material. Another of her oversized night shirts was slipped on afterwards. These were comfy clothes, meant to help her feel better.

Today would be a rest day. A day to recover her emotional balance. Her stomach made a plaintive growl suddenly, almost startling her. Ah, breakfast first. Then she could take a shower to feel like a real human again. Maybe catch up on that audiobook she’d been enjoying or go for a workout.

Liz was contemplating her options for her rest day as she walked into the living room. It came as a complete surprise when she stepped on something and stumbled, rolling her ankle and falling to the ground with a grunt.

“What the fuck?!”

“LITTLE BIRD?” Venom’s voice was sleepy and coming from the couch.

Liz got to her knees, grabbing the damn shoe she’d tripped on and throwing it at the location of Venom’s voice. “I said what the fuck?! Why is there a shoe on my floor?!”

There was a solid thump and a surprised grunt from Venom, apparently she’d hit her mark.

The couch gave a small squeak as Eddie moved, sitting up to look over at her as well probably. “Liz? What happened?”

She gritted her teeth and ran her hand in an arc as far from her body as she could until she found the other shoe. That one got thrown at Eddie’s head. “I’m dying on your shoe!” She shouted at him.

There was no satisfying thump from Eddie. Damn, she’d missed or he’d caught it.

“Hun, it was an accident. We stayed over to make sure you were okay.” Eddie’s tone was conciliatory.

“You almost killed me!” Liz shouted at him, feeling the tears welling up in her eyes. She was angry and her ankle hurt. This was not what she needed.

“WE WANT TO HELP. WE ARE SORRY, LITTLE BIRD. DO NOT CRY.”

Liz pointed an accusing finger in the direction of Venom’s voice. “Don’t you ‘little bird’ me! I’m not crying! I’m pissed!”

“Whoa, calm down. It was just a shoe.” Evidently Eddie had gotten up from the couch and come around to check on her.

This was a mistake.

As soon as Eddie was within range Liz slapped his leg. “It’s not just the shoe!”

“Ow, damn it, that stings. Are you hurt? Calm down!” He added the last part when she slapped his leg again, angry tears trying to escape.

Venom “stepped” in at this point, catching Liz’s wrist and coiling tendrils around it to hold it in place so she would stop attacking Eddie.

“It’s not the stupid shoe, Eddie.” Liz stopped trying to tug her arm free from Venom. “It’s my home!”

Eddie dropped down to his knees and gently cupped her face in his hands, wiping at the few tears that had slid down her cheeks. “Liz, hun, talk to me. I don’t understand why you’re so upset.”

“This… this is my home. It’s safe.” Her throat felt raw and voice hoarse. “It stays the same. I can walk through my home with confidence. I know where everything is. I can go in the kitchen and get whatever I need without worry.”

“YOU DID NOT GET ANGRY WHEN WE KNOCKED THINGS OVER BEFORE.” Venom sounded more confused than anything else. He had curled his tendrils up her arm and across her shoulders, tightening them into a gentle hung.

Liz sighed, relaxing her face into Eddie’s cupped hands. “That was different, Ven. You were hurt. Yes, it upset me, but I was more worried about you. This… this was just stupid.” She grumbled at the end. At least the tears had stopped.

Eddie blew out a slow breath. “Okay. I think I understand. I’m sorry, Liz. I didn’t even think about it. Just wanted to take a nap.”

Her right arm was still pinned by Venom, but Liz lifted the left to gently touch Eddie’s face in return. “I want you to be here. I don’t want you to stop visiting. Just… I need you to be aware of my space. I’m sorry for freaking out. It’s just…”

“After last night, you’re feeling kinda raw. I get it, that makes it easy to lash out. I’m not mad.”

“YOU HIT US WITH EDDIE’S SHOE.” Venom sounded pouty.

Liz let out a startled laugh and pulled her face away from Eddie’s hands. “I’m sorry. Bring your head over here and I’ll give you a kiss to make it feel better.”

Venom rumbled and complied, pressing the top of his head close to her face so she could place a soft kiss on him.

“Do you forgive me?”

“WE ARE CONSIDERING IT. CHOCOLATE?”

Liz chuckled. “Yes, I have chocolate. I was trying to get to the kitchen to have breakfast.”

“FORGIVEN.”

“And we messed up that plan. Can I help to make it up to you?” Eddie asked, gently grabbing her left arm while Venom continued to hold the right. They pulled together to get her back to her feet.

“Sure, but it was just going to be cereal with milk and a fruit cup.” Liz winced slightly as she put weight on her right ankle.

“YOU ARE HURT.” Venom sounded worried again.

Liz shook her head, testing the ankle again. “I think I just rolled it. It’ll be a little sore, but I’m not really hurt.”

Eddie held onto Liz’s left arm and they both helped her to the kitchen table to sit down. “Alright, let us handle getting your breakfast. It’s the least we can do.”

“There should be an ice pack in the freezer. I can prop my ankle up and ice it. And I have ibuprofen in the bathroom medicine cabinet. Just put it back where you got it, okay?” Liz smiled faintly, lifting her eyebrows and tilting her head in Eddie’s direction.

“WE WILL MAKE SURE EDDIE DOES NOT MAKE THAT MISTAKE AGAIN, LITTLE BIRD. WE BOTH WANT YOU SAFE AND HAPPY.”

“Yeah, what he said.”

Eddie fetched the pills and pulled together the promised breakfast. Venom was a pain until Eddie let him eat some of the chocolate from Liz’s stash.

“There is something else I wanted to talk to you about, if you’re feeling more awake.” Eddie said the words slowly, almost hesitant.

Liz leaned back in her chair, shivering a little from the ice pack on her ankle. Venom had insisted upon wrapping the rest of her leg up to the ankle to try and keep her warm. “Well, I’m certainly awake now. Go for it.”

Eddie chuckled for a moment. “It’s about last night. I hope I wasn’t being too forward in front of your coworker.”

“You mean calling yourself my boyfriend without discussing it with me first?”

“…Yeah.”

Liz grinned at the apprehensive tone. “Then relax, Eddie. The only problem I would have with it is not including Ven. Which you couldn’t. Whatever this relationship we have is… it doesn’t really need a name for me. And calling yourself my boyfriend got him to back down. Win win in my book.”

“THEN ARE WE YOUR BOYFRIEND?” Venom sounded more curious than anything else.

“Yes. You are also my boyfriend. I get to have two for the price of one. And you and Eddie are boyfriends. I guess if we lived together we’d be a ménage à trois.” She set her elbow on the table and cupped her chin in her open palm.

“WHAT IS THAT?”

“Hmmm… three people who have sex together and live together, basically.” Liz shrugged slightly.

Eddie coughed to try and hide either his choking or laughter. Or both. Liz wasn’t sure.

“BUT YOU HAVEN’T HAD SEX WITH EDDIE. AND WE DID NOT GET TO FINISH WITH YOU.” Oh, he definitely sounded petulant that time.

Liz fought to hold back her laughter, but she couldn’t stop herself from grinning. Eddie was certainly coughing and choking now. He probably hadn’t expected that from Venom either. “Well, we can discuss all of that later. Besides, we don’t live together.” Still, she could feel her face heating up as she remembered what they’d started last night.

Venom was quiet for a few moments as Eddie gasped and struggled to catch his breath. “THAT IS TRUE. YOU SHOULD REST TODAY. WE COULD TAKE YOU SWINGING TONIGHT.”

He sounded too hopeful to turn down. “Sure, Ven. That sounds nice. And it’ll keep me off my ankle.”

“Look, I’m sure you want some time to yourself today.” Eddie said quickly. “So… why don’t I bring dinner? We can talk before we go out.”

“We being me and Ven, right?”

“Uhhh… yeah, but you do realize that I’m just as aware of what’s going on when V is in control as he is when I am in control.” Eddie half asked, half stated after a moment.

Liz felt her face heating even further from embarrassment. Not only had she made a bad assumption, but Eddie had been part of what happened last night. “Oh.” Her voice squeaked and she coughed to clear her throat, lifting her chin from her palm. “Oh, well, of course I knew that.”

“…Uh huh. Well, one of the reasons V likes going out and swinging around town is because I hate heights.”

“YOU ARE SILLY. WE WOULD NEVER LET YOU GET HURT, EDDIE.” Venom scoffed.

“If you’re scared of heights we don’t have to go out, Eddie.” Liz said quietly, suddenly feeling bad for enjoying swinging around with Venom.

“No, it’s fine. V is going to do it, regardless of if you’re with us or not. I’d rather have you in our arms.” Eddie’s voice turned slightly smug.

Liz waved a hand at him. “Tease.”

“Flirt.”

“COWARDS.”

Liz blinked. “What?”

“WE COULD HAVE SEX WHILE SWINGING.”

Eddie was still spluttering, offended and embarrassed, when the pair left her apartment.

Liz kept her face buried in her hands after they left. Her face felt like it was on fire and she wasn’t sure if she was more turned on or horrified.

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Love is Blind Chpt 9

(I was going to have the conversation with Aaron in this chapter, but I’ve pushed it back to the next one. You’ll get convo + aftermath as chapter 10

Thanks for all the support, everyone!!!

Words: 1496)

Riding the motorcycle with Eddie wasn’t quite as difficult or terrifying as she’d expected. He’d helped her secure the helmet and get on behind himself. Once she had her arms wrapped around his waist, under his coat, and her body pressed as much up against him as possible, it wasn’t too difficult to feel him as he tensed into turns or shifted his weight. Eddie started slow to give her a chance to get used riding with him. The final reassurance was the feeling of Venom’s tendrils curling around her arms. If he was helping to hold on, then she knew she would be safe.

By the time they’d pulled up the police station Eddie had probably been speeding. Liz didn’t care, it was fun to feel the wind tugging her body and the sudden changes in acceleration. Not quite as fun as swinging with Ven, but certainly a good way to get around town.

“Hun, you have to let go of me to get up.” Eddie’s voice sounded very amused as he gently patted her arm.

She gave him another squeeze before letting go, feeling Venom’s tendrils pull away. “If I didn’t have business tonight…”

“Don’t tease!” He burst out into laughter.

Liz grumbled to herself as she swung herself off the bike. Her legs were a little shaky. Eddie handed her the long cane, probably knowing she felt better with it in her hands when she was outside. She tilted her head, listening carefully to everything around them. It was the middle of the night, or early morning, but the station still sounded fairly busy.

“Liz!” That was Cal’s voice, coming closer. She recognized his footsteps a moment later. “Who’s your, uh, ride?” The tone had changed from welcoming to a touch defensive.

“Cal, I came as soon as I could. This is Eddie. He’s…” Liz trailed off a bit, not quite sure how to label Eddie. She didn’t want to hurt his feelings or make this confusing for Cal.

“Boyfriend.” Eddie’s arm slid around her waist, his warm palm resting against her hip casually. “I’m her boyfriend.”

There was a long moment of silent assessment. She didn’t have to see to imagine the two men probably sizing each other up.

“Eddie Brock, huh? I do hope you weren’t looking for files at Liz’s home. She doesn’t take work home with her.” Cal’s voice was sharp, angry and trying to provoke Eddie.

Liz shifted her weight, leaning into Eddie’s side. She could feel his muscles shift as he shrugged calmly.

“Honestly didn’t even know what she did for a leaving until a week after we’d met.”

“Sure.” Cal snorted softly. “The police aren’t going to like having you in the station. Maybe you should wait outside, Eddie. Liz?”

She gently pulled away from Eddie, reaching out to grab his hand as it came away from her waist. Liz squeezed his hand for a moment. “Eddie. Stay out of trouble.” Her words were carefully emphasized. Eddie seemed level headed most of the time. In fact, sometimes he thought too much about things. Venom on the other hand… Liz was glad the symbiote was attached to Eddie. They balanced each other. But it never hurt to remind them, either.

“Of course.” He bent slightly and she felt him lightly kiss her cheek. “Just holler if you need me.” Eddie murmured softly.

Liz smiled and turned to brush her lips against his before stepping back. “I know how to take care of myself.”

“Remind me again, how did we first meet?”

She flipped the bird in his direction, listening to his amused chuckle. Liz knew she was grinning like a stupid teenager and she did not care. Eddie and Venom made her feel giddy. If she’d been at home she would have skipped. Instead she tapped a happy little rhythm with her long cane as she followed Cal into the police station.

~

The inside of the station was a relief in terms of noise. A cruiser had just left, sirens blazing. It was painfully loud to Liz this close. Inside there was the quiet murmur of voices. Something was printing nearby. The scent of coffee, unsurprisingly, drifted through the lobby.

“Hey Melanie, can you buzz us back?” Cal’s voice sounded calmer now. Liz made a mental note to have a chat with him later about his reaction to Eddie.

“Yeah, yeah. Go ahead.” The woman’s voice, now on their left, sounded bored and tired. There was a faint buzzing sound and a mechanical click.

Cal held the door open for Liz. “Down the hall a bit and there is an open doorway on the right.”

“I remember, Cal. Don’t worry.” She murmured, lightly tapping her long cane as she walked. Liz could hear the sound rumble of male voices up ahead, growing louder. Several detectives and officers were probably working at their desks.

“Ms. Elizabeth. Why am I not surprised to see you here?” The gruff voice was resigned and faintly amused. The man walked toward her, his steps heavy.

Liz felt a smile tugging at her lips as she replied. “Officer Rodgers. A pleasure to see you again.”

“Ha ha, very funny. You know you can call me Allen.”

“And you can call me Liz. I thought you were being formal. How’s the kids?”

Officer Allen Rodgers chuckled. “They’re growing faster than I can keep up with.” Now he sounded proud. Liz knew Allen’s two children. She’d recorded a voice over of a book as a Christmas gift to them last year.

“Can you take me back to see Aaron, please?” Liz hated to break the happy moment, but she was worried for the teenager.

“I was one of the officers on call for that tonight. It’s a mess and we didn’t even manage to round up all the people involved. The only reason the brass agreed to let you speak to the kid is because he demanded it in exchange for helping us.” His tone had changed, flipping over to serious cop mode. It was still his voice, but it also wasn’t.

Liz sighed and nodded. “At least he’s smart enough to work with you. I’m sorry, Allen.”

“I’m sorry too. Come on.”

~

Allen didn’t try to hold her hand or treat her like she couldn’t follow him. He’d made that mistake when they first met. Liz had used it as an excuse to smack his leg repeatedly with her long cane. On accident of course. Plenty of the other officers had not learned their lesson yet.

“Rodgers, who’s that?” A new voice, male and a little nasally.

“This is Ms. Elizabeth Veritas. She’s the youth counselor that was requested.” Allen stepped to the side a bit more, likely to give a clear view of Liz.

The other office gave a faint snort of derision. “Sure, but she can’t go in the holding cell by herself.”

“Why not?” Liz asked sweetly.

“Because you would be in danger. You can’t defend yourself if the suspect becomes violent.”

“And he certainly isn’t going to talk to me if an officer is hovering over my shoulder. Sir, with all respect, I know Aaron very well. I’ve been his counselor and therapist for two years now. He requested me because he wants to help you. If something happens, I can call out for help. And I’m not helpless.” Liz tried for a mixture of firm, but respectful.

“Jacob, I’ll be just down the hall. The kid doesn’t have a history of violence.” Allen’s voice was a patient rumble. The man was older and steadier as a cop.

Jacob sighed and there was another buzzing noise followed by a mechanical click. “I am not taking shit if this goes downhill. She’s blind, she won’t see anything coming.” He grumbled.

Liz stepped forward, following behind Allen again. She tapped her long cane ahead of her, despite being able to hear where the walls were. As she passed the nasally cop she flicked her long cane to the side. It smacked his ankle with a pleasing crack.

“Ow! Fuck, you little b-!”

“Sorry. Didn’t see you there.” Liz smiled brightly in his direction, hurrying through the doorway.

Allen sounded like he was struggling not to laugh. “Calm down, Jacob.” He spoke over the other man’s splutters. “What are you going to say? The little, blind girl assaulted you? It was an accident.”

Liz heard the Jacob muttering under his breath as the bullet proof door swung shut. “Ungrateful bitch.”

They started down the quiet hallway. Most of the holding cells were probably empty, or their occupants sleeping.

“That was mean.”

“He’s an ass.”

“Aw, Liz, Jacob is new.”

“Then I’ll beat him into shape for you.” Liz said cheekily. She didn’t want to have to talk to Aaron. To hear how he’d tried to ruin his life. Why had he chosen to destroy everything he’d been building for himself?

“Just don’t break anything.” Allen said with a chuckle.

“No promises.”

(Double tagging? Don’t trust tumblr? @dark-night-sky-99, @inumorph, @liadreyar-dragneel, @lunalustrix, @thirstyforvenom)

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Love is Blind - Chpt 10

(We’ve made it to chapter 10!!! Woo hoo!!! Tagging: @dark-night-sky-99, @inumorph, @liadreyar-dragneel, @lunalustrix, @thirstyforvenom

Words: ~2000)

Allen stopped a few feet further down the hall. “Hey, kid. Your counselor is here.”

“Elizabeth?” Aaron’s voice sounded higher pitched with hope and near panic. There was a shuffling noise as he came forward to the front of the cell.

“Hi, Aaron.” A faint smile touched Liz’s face, her chest felt heavy.

Allen sighed. “Kid, back up so I can open this up. You treat Ms. Elizabeth with courtesy. If I have to come back over to deal with you it’s not going to end well.”

“I don’t hurt people! And I’d never hurt Elizabeth!” Aaron’s voice deepened with hot anger.

Liz gently reached out to touch Allen’s back. “I’ll be fine, Officer Rodgers.” She murmured gently.

A warm hand encased her upper arm, squeezing softly. “I’m serious, Liz.” His voice was barely a whisper. “If he tries anything, just shout. I mean it, I don’t want to explain why you got hurt here. If you feel the slightest danger call for me.”

She gently patted his hand on her arm. “I promise.”

Allen sighed and let go of her arm, stepping up to the cell. There was a jangling noise before metal scraped. “Alright, ten minutes.”

“Thank you, Officer Rodgers.” Liz stepped past him after tapping her long cane to make sure she knew where the doorway was. She heard the door slide shut behind her and relock.

The cell was silent for several long moments while Allen’s footsteps slowly faded away. Liz waited patiently. Aaron had asked for her. He would speak when he was ready. It wouldn’t help to bombard him with questions. Besides, in her experience, he had a harder time dealing with long silences.

“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this.” His voice was soft, almost lost.

Liz’s heart ached for the teen. He’d been one of her first patients and they’d been through a lot. Aaron’s father had left shortly after his birth. His mother had been a druggie. He had bounced around in the foster system for years before running away. As a kid on the streets he’d gotten himself into trouble with a small gang. Part of his punishment when caught had been therapy. In the two years since then, Liz had helped him move back in with his new foster family. Aaron had been going to school and making progress toward a brighter future.

“I’m sure you didn’t plan on this.” Liz murmured gently. “But this is where we are. You aren’t going to be able to walk away from this clean, Aaron. You and your friends blew up that gas station.”

“No!” Aaron’s voice was sharp with anger and panic. “I didn’t do that! That was an accident, Elizabeth, please! I wouldn’t hurt anyone!”

She smiled faintly and lifted her right hand. “I know. I believe you. Lower your voice or Officer Rodgers is going to come stomping back here.”

“No one was supposed to get hurt. The fire was an accident. A… a friend of mine was in trouble. He needed the money. I just wanted to help him and make sure he stayed safe.”

Liz sighed. “The gang.”

“I know, you said to stay away from them. I do! But he’s just a kid and I’ve been trying to help him get away from that situation. He had to pay them back and then he wanted to come clean. I swear, Elizabeth, I wasn’t trying to get caught up in all that. You have to believe me.” Aaron’s voice turned pleading at the end, begging her to understand. He just wanted to feel like his decision was valid.

“While I agree that your intentions were good-“

“Road to hell, paved, yeah, yeah.” Aaron muttered. “I know. It’s not just intentions, it’s the actions we take.”

“Then why didn’t you take him to child protective services? Or bring him to me? We could have found a safer way to help your friend.” Liz said gently.

Aaron groaned and she could hear him start pacing on the other side of the cell. “He wanted to pay them back! He felt he owed them. I couldn’t take him out of it. We were just going to help him get the money from the gas station, turn it over, and then be done.”

“You can’t change the past.” Liz murmured. “I don’t think discussing your reasoning is going to help right now. We have more important things to discuss. Your future. Aaron, please tell me you are going to cooperate with the police.”

There was a long moment of silence. “I had to say something so they’d let you come.”

“Aaron! Who ever ran away from the scene needs to be caught. They broke the law and it’s your only chance to help yourself. You need to talk with an attorney and try to work out a deal. I can’t do that for you.”

“I don’t want to turn on them.” Aaron said softly.

Liz sighed and rubbed her head. “I can’t do anything to help you with this. I am always available to talk with you, but you need to speak to an attorney. Please listen to them. You’re smart, Aaron. Don’t throw everything you’ve worked for away.”

She could hear footsteps coming back down the hallway toward them.

“I already spoke to an attorney they called, since I’m a minor.”

“Talk to them again. Don’t say anything to the police without your attorney present. That’s the best advice I can give you now.”

“Thanks.” Aaron’s voice sounded rough, hurt and unhappy.

“I’m sorry. I wish I could do more, Aaron.” Liz whispered.

The door jangled and it slid open with a soft whump. “Ms. Elizabeth, time to go.”

~

HOW LONG WILL SHE BE GONE?

“No idea.” Eddie murmured softly, watching the activity around the station. The night air was cool, but between the leather jacket and the symbiote tendrils he felt quite comfortable. He’d gotten bored with standing around and ended up sitting sideways on his bike while waiting.

WE DO NOT LIKE THE LOUD CARS.

Eddie smiled faintly. “Price to pay as Liz’s ride.” He straightened when he saw the station doors open. Neither he nor Venom liked how close Calvin was walking beside Liz. Venom had asked if they could eat him. Eddie had told him no. For now.

SHE IS HURT!

The rage coming off Venom felt like a gut punch. Liz did look bad. But not physically hurt, she looked emotionally drained and exhausted. Calm down, V. She’s gonna be fine.

“Hey.” Eddie stood up from his bike and stepped forward, putting an arm around Liz’s shoulders. “You okay?” He asked quietly.

“Tired. I’d like to go home.” She leaned against him for support.

Eddie gently squeezed her shoulder and locked eyes with Calvin.

“I think a cab might be safer than that motorcycle. Liz is tired, I’d hate for her to get hurt. I would be happy to call the cab.” Calvin said, not breaking the staring contest.

He had opened his mouth to snark back a reply, but Eddie felt Liz wrap an arm back around his waist and shake her head. “No, Cal. I’ll be okay. Eddie can drive me home. I’ll call you tomorrow?”

Calvin visibly deflated. “If you’re sure… Okay. I’ll keep you up to date with what happens.” He frowned for a few moments longer at Eddie before turning away.

“You look like you took a beating, hun.” Eddie murmured, placing a gently kiss on her forehead.

“Feels like it. Please, Eddie, I really do want to go home.”

Eddie nodded and twisted around to grab the spare helmet and help Liz put it on. “That’s fair. Don’t worry, V will make sure you stay safe.”

That, at least, pulled a small smile from her. “I never doubted that.”

~

Eddie left his motorcycle parked downstairs and insisted upon seeing Liz back up to her apartment. He told her that he didn’t want to find out she’d passed out in a stairway from exhaustion or something. It helped that Venom wouldn’t untangle his tendrils from her. Liz’s protests had been half hearted anyways.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Eddie asked after the door closed.

Liz was trying to peel Venom’s tendrils away from her body. “No. I just… I want to curl up on the couch and not think about it.” She turned her face away from him, but he heard the catch in her voice.

“Liz…” He pulled her close, holding her against himself as her shoulders started shaking with quiet sobs.

“HURT.” Venom had manifested his head and used a tendril to gently wipe at the tears on Liz’s cheeks.

Liz shook her head slightly. “It’s not… not that kind of hurt, Ven. I can’t…”

Eddie suddenly scooped Liz up, causing her to yelp in surprise. “We’re not leaving you like this, Liz. If you want to curl up on the couch that’s fine. We’ll do that with you. But we’re not leaving.” He ignored her weak protest and carried her over to the couch. It was a bit difficult to get them all sorted, but she certainly could have pulled away at that point if she’d wanted.

In the end, Eddie was laying with his shoulders against the arm rest. Liz was curled up with her head on his chest. Venom had wrapped tendrils of himself around both of them and was buzzing slightly, soothingly. Eddie just continued to gently stroke his hand up and down Liz’s back, letting her cry herself out.

“I can read, if you want.” He murmured softly as her sobs began to die away.

Liz just silently nodded against his chest, curling her fingers in his jacket.

Eddie smiled faintly. V, help me? One of Venom’s tendrils wriggled his cellphone free and offered it to him. Eddie browsed online for a moment before finding an old fairytale to start reading.

~

“EDDIE. SHE’S ASLEEP, EDDIE.” A tendril waved in front of his phone distractingly.

Eddie blinked and glanced down at Liz. Venom was right, she was asleep. It hadn’t taken more than fifteen minutes, not that he was surprised. It had been a long night.

“Let’s get her to bed. It’ll be more comfortable.” Eddie whispered.

Venom was happy to help lift Liz and make sure she didn’t wake up while Eddie slid them off the couch. They cradled her smaller form together, taking her back to the bedroom. Venom continued to be helpful with getting the blankets pulled back so Eddie could tuck her in after taking her shoes off.

“THAT’S NOT WHAT SHE WEARS TO SLEEP.”

“V, I am not undressing her. I’ll offer to have her dress clothes dry cleaned.” Eddie rolled his eyes as Venom huffed. He turned to leave.

“WE SHOULD STAY.” Venom stretched his head back to look at Liz’s sleeping form.

Eddie sighed and rubbed his temples. “No. We are not going to sleep in her bed. She’ll probably freak out in the morning.”

Venom snorted. “SHE LIKES US. OUR LITTLE BIRD IS HURT, EDDIE. WE WANT TO STAY. WE DON’T WANT HER SCARED AND HURT IN THE MORNING. WE CAN HELP.”

It was the faint pleading tone at the end that had Eddie stop and consider his words. Liz was obviously upset and used to handling it by herself. But she didn’t have to anymore. She had him and V. And Eddie had called himself her boyfriend tonight. Liz hadn’t disagreed.

“Alright. We’ll spend the night. But we’re staying on the couch, V.”

“YOU’RE SUCH A COWARD.”

“Stop whining, it’s called a compromise.” Eddie shambled back into the living room, kicking off his shoes. He groaned when he noticed the soft light coming from the main window. Well, it looked like they would be spending the morning instead of the night.

He flopped back onto the couch with a yawn. “Let’s just get some rest.”

Venom flowed, wrapping himself around most of Eddie’s body like a warm blanket. “YOU ARE LUCKY WE LOVE YOU.”

“Love ya too.”

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Vemon eating out reader plzz

(sorry it’s short)

~~~

He was between your legs.  He had ripped your clothes off you.  You were completely nude on your back. 

He growled between your legs, “All mine tonight, princess.”  You blushed as his hot breath contacted your skin.  

His tongue entered you and his name fell loudly from your lips.  His thick tongue pumped in and out of you.  The knot in your stomach was already tightening.  

He had a firm grip on your thighs.  You squirmed under him, he held you still as his tongue worked magic.  

You reached for him.  He stretched himself out, taking both your wrists in it.  He laid you back with your hands pinned against your head.  You groaned, “Venom.”  He smiled against your skin.

His tongue picked up pace.  You felt your walls convulse around his tongue as your orgasm ripped through you.  You screamed out to him.  He lapped at your opening.  He crawled next to you, holding you close to him.  

~~~

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Leverage

Raphael X Reader (Soulmate AU)

Summary: Raphael’s name was written on your skin forever, but before you told him, he told you he didn’t have a soulmate tattoo. So you lied and denied you had one too. How could he be your soulmate if he didn’t have a tattoo? 

A/N: Hey so this is pure ANGST with a little fluff and slight +18 content at the end... slightly... anyway for this is for the lovely @oceans-daughter-3​ (I know it’s not fluff, but I had a dream and well here we are). I love you guys, let me know what you think!

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“This is big.” I whispered. “This is... biological warfare big...”

“I just don’t know how he’s doing it,” Donnie muttered tapping on his screens. “If I figured that out, maybe I could stop it.”

“It doesn’t make sense though,” Raph scoffed. “Stockman has beef with Y/n and me, not all of New York... why would he do this?”

Raphael glanced over to me beside him and I quickly looked down, my cheeks flushing slightly. It was hard to deny the pivotal point that was Raphael in my life. What was worse was that his name was written in eternal ink on my skin.

Have I told him this? No. Was I going to? Not even close. For all the brothers knew, I didn’t have a soulmate tattoo. It was easy to fake, not everyone had one. Each of the brothers did... except Raph.

So, my tattoo wasn’t for him then. Who the hell it was supposed to be, I didn’t know. I didn’t want it to be anyone but him. I awaited the fate that would eventually prove that it wasn’t meant to be after all.

“Y/n are you listening?” Leo pulled me from my thoughts. 

“Huh? What? Yeah.” I gave a false smile.

“Space.” Raph teased.

I stuck my tongue out at him.

“Careful or I’ll use that tongue for something else,” He grinned making me flush bright red again 

“Will the two of you focus?” Leo scolded. “We need to figure this out, you two can flirt later.”

We both grumbled and looked down. My cheeks were still warm. Little did I know that so were Raphael’s.

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“Pheromones” I whispered looking to Raphael. “That’s how he’s doing it.”

“Pheromones?” Donnie asked but I kept my eyes trained on Raph.

“They’re like... drugs, that make the mind give into instinct...” I stammered the explanation.

“I know what they are,” Donnie muttered. “I just don’t get why he’s not using them for... something more violent.”

“So, it’s a bad thing that he’s not using this for violence?” Raph mused, smirking at me. 

“Well, no...”

“And it’s not affecting us,” Raph pointed out.

“Shouldn’t they though?” I thought out loud. “Aren’t you guys like... more susceptible?”

“It’s not affecting you either,” Raph shot back. “Freak,” He muttered. I narrowed my eyes at him.

“I haven’t been above ground since it all started, it’s not in my system,” I snapped and folded my arms. “but ya know I can go up right now.”

“No,” Both Donnie and Raph protested.

I raised an eyebrow at Raph. He just rolled his eyes.

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We stared down Stockman on a rooftop on New York.

I looked over to Raph, and he looked at me. We were both ourselves, not under the influence of Baxter’s weapon.

“It didn’t affect us,” I breathed out relieved.

“Well, of course it didn’t,” Raphael rolled his eyes and smiled at me.

“Well,” I smiled. “It’s nice to know I’m not alone.” That had to be a silver lining.

“On the contrary my dear,” Baxter laughed. “If I am so smart to create this pheromone don’t you think I would have tested it on the brothers? No, I have one for Raphael specifically. This is what the two of you deserve.”

“What?” I glanced over to Raphael. His eyes were squeezed shut, straining against some unseen thing.

“Raphael,” I took a step away from him, my hands going up in defense.

It wouldn’t be too bad right? The pheromones just made everyone else zombies... I’d be fine. He’d be fine.

Yeah, maybe I wasn’t convinced.

“Run.” He breathed out before his golden eyes snapped up to mine.

It was a second for me to process but I was too late. In that second, he grabbed me and threw me to the ground. I scrambled up looking for a way out. I couldn’t fight him. Even if I had the ability to, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t.

“Raph, come on,” I pleaded as he stalked towards me. We were predator and prey.

“Oh, won’t it be so sad. He’ll kill you, wake up, realize what he did... Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo,” Stockman sighed amused.

From the corner of my eye I saw the brothers hop into the roof, making their way towards us. 

“No! Stay back!” I called, keeping my eyes trained on sharp gold ones.

“Why?” Stockman laughed. “He has no aggression towards his family... you on the other hand never were his family,”

I froze in my tracks. His words broke me more than anything else could. I’d rather have Raphael kill me than believe those words.

“That’s not true Y/n. You know that,” Leo’s voice was the voice of reason.

I didn’t particularly listen though. I was too focused on the terrapin in front of me. I knew he could kill me. Easily. He knew how to, in many ways probably. Not probably... he did.

“Leo, one of us isn’t walking away from this,” my voice was surprisingly calm. “and it can’t be him,”

“You both can walk away from this,”

“No Leo,” Raphael’s voice was calm, cold. “She’s right. She’s not walking away from this.” His velvet voice purred the menacing words.

“Raphael,” I whispered. “I know he’s in your head. I know you’re giving into instinct. Please for once Raphael, be yourself! I’m begging you!”

He came at me viscously and I dodged out of the way. He swept around and knocked my feet out from under me. I fell back, my shoulder hitting the ground hard. I let out a cry and flinched waiting for the blow...

But it didn’t come.

I dared to open my eyes and saw Leo, Donnie, and Mikey holding Raphael back, forcing him to the ground.

Getting up I panted, rolling my shoulders out. Something had to be dislocated.

 “Think think think,” I whispered harshly. “How do I get you out of this.”

“The stuff he used... it has to do with scents yeah? Instinct?” Mikey struggled as Raphael tried to dislocate his arm.

“Yeah,” I took a small step back.

“Then kiss him!” Donnie shouted panting from the effort that it took to keep his brother contained.

“What!?” I demanded. “How is that going to solve anything?”

“Look anger and love are very close together. Passion is passion. Instinct is instinct. You have to snap him out of it!”

The three of them wrestled Raphael to his knees. He still struggled against them, his eyes stayed trained on me, furious growls radiating from his chest.

“Raphael doesn’t...!” I cried. “He doesn’t love me!”

“Bullshit,” Leo snapped. “Even if he didn’t, you love him, don’t you?” 

“Of course, I love him!” 

It was the first time that I had ever said the words out loud. They seemed final somehow. Those words were what were going to make or break me.

“Then you have to kiss him!”

The golden eyes that once held fury were now petrified as he stilled.

“Please, don’t let her do that,” his voice was a begged whisper that went deep into my soul. “Please I’m begging you don’t let her touch me,”

My heart shattered at the desperation in his voice. Shards of glass that pierced every part of who I was. I wanted to give in. How could I go against such an agonized plea?

“Raphael, don’t you do that to her,” Leo hissed. “Don’t you dare. You are playing a sick game.”

“One that I have to lose,” I whispered tears streaming down my face as my eyes tried to find Stockman, but he was gone.

“It’s okay Leo... Let him win. I’ll kiss him... but he has to win.”

I took the steps forward and knelt in front of him. I didn’t dare to look up. I could hear the faint sounds of his panting and low growl in his throat. My heart hammered in my chest.

This was it.

“I never loved you,” his voice hissed. “You were always too slow, too weak. Your emotions make you weak.”

I met callous golden eyes.

“I’d rather be weak than never feel at all,” my voice broke. “I’m sorry I have to do this Raph.”

My eyes flickered to the brothers, who all had some sort of pity on their faces. I shook the thought and looked back to Raphael.

“Come back to me,” I begged and reached out, my fingers caressing his face as I pressed my lips to his.

I had thought about what it would feel like to kiss him. Just once. Not that I’d ever imagine it to be like this.

His lips attacked mine, the same passion he had before in taking me down in battle returned behind his force of the kiss. But I wasn’t backing down. Not from this fight.

My fingers gripped his jaw tighter as my other hand came up to stoke his cheek, the edges of his mask, his jaw, anything that I could reach.

His hot breath entered my mouth and I almost lost focus as his tongue met mine.

Maybe this was a cruel game after all. Because this kiss was everything I wanted it to be and yet... it wasn’t right. It wasn’t Raphael. Not my Raphael anyway. Not my friend... and not the one written on my arm.

I felt tears slip down my cheeks as I pulled away, leaning against him slightly turning my face from him. I heard him take a sharp breath in.

The feeling of regret washed over me. I shouldn’t have done that. I should have just let him kill me.

My hands fell into my lap where my eyes stayed trained. Until I stood walking away a bit, back turned to him.

“Let me go,” Raphael’s voice sounded strained. 

“What kind of idiot—”

“Let him go!” I demanded. “It’s fine. I... I already lost.” I looked up to the empty night sky. “I lost your game Stockman! Are you happy now!?” Tears streamed down my face as my heart wretched.

“Y/n,” Mikey tried. “Are you sure you want us to—”

“Do it.” I gritted out, trying to hold back the cries that wanted to escape.

Rough fingers found mine. I waited for the yank and drag down to the ground. For his aggression. It didn’t come. Instead it an easy tug to spin. I didn’t dare to look up.

Gentle hands caressed each side of my face. My eyes flashed up knowing these were my last moments. He would snap my neck easy. Or maybe choke me. His golden eyes would be the last thing I saw.

His thumbs brushed away the tears that were streaming down my face. I didn’t understand the gesture.

I closed my eyes waiting for death. The relief from pain that riddled my chest. But it didn’t come.

Instead he came back. His lips were back on mine seemingly picking up where our last kiss left off. The cruel kiss.

Though this one was just as rough it wasn’t cruel any longer. It was emotional and bare and raw.

I opened my eyes in surprise but left it all to reckless abandon and curled my arms back around him as he pulled me closer. I could feel the warmth radiating off of him. I whimpered into his mouth and he hummed a response gently stroking my cheek as if to calm and reassure me.

My anxiety ran wild not knowing if this was him or the one who wanted to kill me. When his hand slipped down my arm and to my waist using the leverage to pull me flush against him, I decided it didn’t matter.

I loved Raphael and I’d be damned if I’d let him wanting to kill me hinder that love. I’d be damned if I let a stupid tattoo stop me from loving him.

I heard someone clear their throat obviously somewhere around us. It was hard to differentiate because everything in my mind was blurred by Raphael. Every touch, every breath, every stammering heartbeat.

He pulled away however, his hot pants fanning my face. Both of our eyes were still closed as we sat there, foreheads resting against another, panting.

“Tell me that was real,” I whispered. “Tell me or kill me,”

“That’s a bit dramatic don’t you think?” There was humor in his voice, a sly smirk on his lips.

“Raph!?” I gasped.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” he grinned.

“Is it you? Please tell me it’s you,” There were tears in my eyes again. “I need it to be you,”

“It’s always been me hasn’t it?”

Though he said the words and they made sense in context I knew it wasn’t what he was referring to.

One of our first fights was because I refused to tell him anything about my tattoo. He saw right through my nonchalant lies and demanded to know who it was... I walked out instead of giving him an answer and it was about a week until I spoke to him again.

I nodded.

“It’s always been you,” I admitted defeat. “I’m so sorry Raph,” I whispered. 

“For?”

“What do you want me to apologize for? For kissing you? I’m sorry! For not letting you kill me? I’m sorry for that too! For ever having your stupid name on my arm!? I’m sorry! But I can’t apologize for loving you. Not anymore.”

“Baxter was right. You were never just family, Y/n,” He reached out and stroked my cheek. “You were always so much more than that.”

“Raphael don’t— don’t lie to me. Don’t play this game...” I whimpered, pulling away from him. 

“I’m not.”

“But how can... you don’t... I’m...” The cries that I had been holding back finally made their exodus.

“Will you stop crying and listen,” There was a slight tease to his voice, but it remained gentle.

I sniffed and looked up at him. He smiled, timid and unlatched the guard from his forearm and let it fall to the ground. He turned his arm over, palm up and I saw delicately etched into his skin...

My name.

“But... you said...” I wiped my eyes and took his arm, my fingers trailing over the letters of my name trying to make sense of it.

“I lied, I had to lie.” He tried.

“No, you didn’t.” My voice was hard and cold. “I’ve spent the last year trying to figure out why your name was on my arm and you had no tattoo! Do you know how scared I’ve been!? To know that I might lose you!? And you’ve kept this from me!?”

“Y/n, I’m... I’m sorry.” He whispered. “Please, believe me, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know...” 

I wrapped my arms around myself.

“Y/n,” It wasn’t Raph who pleaded to me, but Leo.

“Stay out of this,” Raph hissed.

“No, she needs to know,” Leo came up beside his brother. 

“Know what?” I asked hopelessly.

“It was my fault,” Leo spoke softly. “I’m the one who told him to lie... I gave him the order to. I wanted to keep you safe from us,”

“So, you lied to me? You made him lie to me?” I squeaked.

“We didn’t know Y/n, please,” Leo sighed. “Be mad at me, hate me, but don’t blame him. He just wanted to keep you safe”

My eyes met Raphael’s. I could see tears brimming into his eyes. This was it. What I decided to do would change... everything.

“Of course, I forgive you,” I whispered. “I love you Raphael, and God damn me for it, but I do,”

He let out a hopeless laugh and pulled me into a close hug, pressing his lips back to mine. I relaxed under his touch, melting into the kiss. It was slow and steady this time. We weren’t in any rush. The weight of the world didn’t depend on us.

He seemed to realize that too as he scooped me up into his arms, breaking the kiss and carrying me off towards my apartment.

“I really am sorry,” He murmured into my skin as we curled up in my bed. 

“I’m sorry too,” I whispered, stroking my name on his skin, marveling at it.

There were no walls between us now. We were bare to each other. No more dancing around the topic, no more stolen glances and awkward moments.

“When did you... tonight... the first kiss did it...?” I asked quietly. He smiled and stroked my hair.

“It did... by the time you pulled away, it was fading and all I could see was you... I clung to that. To you,”

I looked down and suppressed a smile, my cheeks flushing. His hand gently came up and tilted my chin back up so that I would look at him.

“Don’t hide from me,” He teased. “I love seeing you blush,”

“You make me do it so often,” I mumbled.

“I know,” He grinned smugly.

I made a face and stuck my tongue out at him. A playful growl left his lips.

“I think I told you not to do that,” He rolled over me, pinning me to the bed, holding his own weight so that all I felt was his warmth.

“Mmm. I think you told me to be careful about doing it,” I smirked, “but I’m done being careful around you,” I murmured, leaning up pressing a kiss to his lips.

He chuckled against my lips and followed me as I laid back, still kissing him. It was soft and slow, our breaths intermingling and our tongues figuring out how to dance with each other.

I small moan slipped from my throat as once again he consumed every thought and every sense I had. He matched my small moan with a light growl one of his hands trailing down my figure, sending a shiver down my spine—the other kept my hands pinned.

My breathing quickened and I had to pull away, my eyes meeting warm amber ones.

“You’re beautiful,” He murmured softly, pressing a kiss to my jaw. “Amazing,”—another kiss— “Smart,”—I turned my head to give him better leverage as he continued down my neck—“Sexy,”—kiss—“extraordinary,”—his tongue ran along my collar bone and a gasp escaped my lips— “and mine,”

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NSFW Eddie Brock/Venom x Reader

requested by anon: Eddie/Venom w/ a girl that has serious daddy kink (bc that’s me) Like she accidentally slipped it out and it just turned on Both Eddie and Venom so freakin much but Eddie just don’t want to admit but venom is like a super freak about it that will be nice thanks

requested by anon:  *slips quietly into the ask box with a hoodie pulled down over their face and slips a little note in before quickly running away into the night* 'What if Venom has a daddy and/or breeding kink?' *as you look at the note all you can think is* 'wtf'

requested by anon:  hello 🅱️🅱️ could you do some kinky eddie/venom x reader where the reader has a daddy kink 👁👄👁 oops maybe some ddlg factors in there

warning:  male dom, explicit smut, daddy kink, oral 

Eddie kicked the door shut behind him as he held your waist in his hands.  Your lips were pressed together tightly.  You had been waiting for this all night.  You had went to a nice dinner with Eddie, it was a treat.  It made you feel special to know he cared so much about you.  

Eddie took you there to make you feel like a princess for a night.  The princess he knew you were, at least to him.  He had been craving you all night.  He wanted you more than anything right now.  Even at dinner, all he could think about was getting on top of you.  He watched you eat, wishing you were putting something else in your mouth.  Venom made sure to play into Eddie’s thought.  “Just wait ‘til we take her home,” he placed the thought inside Eddie’s mind.  He had already been thinking about you, but the monster amplified his feelings.  It took everything in him to keep from growing stiff at dinner.  The little dress you wore only encouraged him more.  Your breasts hung out and your ass was very visible.  Every curve could be seen, nothing was hidden.  It made him more territorial of you tonight.  He could feel Venom stewing inside him anytime any male even slightly looked at you.  Even if it was the waiter asking you for your order, he was angry.  You were his, not anyone else’s.  He only wanted his eyes on you.  He knew he was being dramatic, but that did not matter when Venom got involved.  “We will show her who she belongs to very soon,” he hissed in the back of Eddie’s mind.

He held onto the back of your neck tight, his lips pressing even more firmly against yours.  He had you pinned against the wall next to the door.  He ran a hand down your backside, grabbing your ass and squeezing it.  You moaned at his touch.  Eddie purred at your sound, “Tell me, princess.  Who did you go and get all dressed up for tonight?”  You smiled through his kisses, “You, Ed.”  He grinned, “Oh?  Little ole me?  Is that so?”  Eddie bit his lip.  He ran his hand up your dress, stopping at your soaking opening.  “Oh, God.  Already so worked up, little girl?  I did not know I had this kind of affect on you,” his mouth hung open.  He stuck two thick fingers inside you and began thrusting.  Your head fell back against the wall.  “Damn, you’re so tight,” Eddie growled.  

Eddie nipped at your neck, “Now... tell me, who is it that you belong to?”  Your breath was escaping you.  His fingers pumping inside you had your mind spinning.  “You, daddy,” you spit out.  Eddie’s motions stopped and he pulled his lips from your neck.  His eyes looked into yours, “What did you just call me?”  You felt your cheeks fill with your embarrassment.  “I-I-I’m sorry... I-It just slipped out... I-I-I,” you muttered under your breath.  “Say it again,” Eddie whispered breathlessly.  You bit your lip and whispered, “Daddy.”  Eddie breathed out quickly.  His expression was serious.  “Holy fuck.  You have no idea how much that turns me on,” he whispered.  His breathing became heavy.  A new sensation of running through him.  He felt more dominant than ever.  You were his, and you admitted it.  He placed a firm hand on your neck, “So, you’re daddy’s little girl, eh?  Never thought you’d call me that.  But, God, I am happy you did.”  His hand felt so good on your neck.  He was being so dominant.  You wanted him now more than ever.

Suddenly you felt something crawling up your leg.  “So, we’ve got a new nickname,” Venom growled in your ear.  Eddie’s attention did not leave you even with the arrival of Venom.  Venom wrapped himself around you, making his way under your dress and feeling you.  You shivered at his touch.  Eddie cupped your cheek in his hand, “Oh, the things I am going to do to you tonight.  You have no idea what you’ve done to me now.”  He pressed his lips back to yours, sloppily.  “Daddy’s gonna take real good care of you,” he mumbled.  In a swift motion, he picked you up and began carrying you to the bedroom.  Venom stared at you the entire way, his arousal very apparent.  Eddie laid you on the bed gently.  You looked up at him.  He rubbed his hands together as he stood looking over you.  He bunched up your dress, revealing your lace panties.  He quickly pulled them off, throwing them to the floor.  He leaned down and placed a tender kiss against your lips, “How would daddy’s girl feel if he worked a little magic before fully going in?”  You shook your head in agreement.  “That’s what I like to hear,” he groaned.  He knelt down in front of your opening.  He placed your legs on each shoulder.  He pressed his face between them, licking up your slit.  You threw your head back in pleasure, moaning his name.  Eddie bit his lip, “Now, now.  What is my actual name?”  You moaned, “Daddy.”   “That’s more like it,” he growled.  He pressed his face deeper between your legs, his touch began making circles on your clit.  You gripped the sheets below you, balling them up in your hand.  You called out to him, making sure to call him the thing he wanted to be called.  He moved his attention to your inner thigh, kissing and biting it.  He shoved three hefty fingers inside you, pumping them fast.  “Fuck, daddy,” you could feel yourself getting close to the edge. 

Eddie promptly pulled his fingers out of you, standing up.  You whined at his sudden movement.  “Bratty little girl, aren’t you?  Don’t worry, daddy is about to give you the thing you’ve been wanting,” he purred above you.  He pulled his pants down, revealing his member being contained by his boxers.  You bit your lip in anticipation.  He slowly pulled his boxers down, teasing you.  When he finally revealed his long, hard cock you groaned at the site.  You could feel yourself quivering at the site of him.  You suddenly felt Venom wrap himself around you neck, “Now then, tell us what you want us to do to you.”  You moaned, “Fuck me.”  Venom licked your neck, “Who do you want to fuck you, baby girl?”  You groaned.  Eddie grabbed both your wrists and pinned them above your head.  His cock was resting at your opening, one thrust and he’d be inside.  Eddie looked you in the eyes, “You heard him.  We don’t know who you want to fuck you unless you tell us.”  You licked your lips, “You, daddy.  I want you to fuck me.”  Venom growled in your ear, “Good girl.”  

With one swift motion, Eddie’s cock was inside you.  You screamed out in euphoria.  It was music to Eddie and Venom’s ears.  “Fuck.  Daddy’s little princess knows exactly what he wants to hear,” Eddie moaned.  He thrusted inside you, keeping a steady pace.  Venom kept his grip on your neck, now also holding your wrists above your head.  Eddie held your hips in his large hands.  “Faster, daddy,” you called out.  Eddie smiled, “As you wish.”  He picked up the pace, pounding into you now.  You could feel your orgasm approaching, but you did not want to finish until you knew Eddie would allow it.  “D-Daddy, I-I’m real close.  Do I-I have you-your permission,” you asked.  “Of course, baby.  Cum for me,” he purred.  Your orgasm ripped through you.  Your entire body was tingling from the sensation.  Eddie soon followed after you.  He finished inside you, making sure to fill you up. 

Eddie laid down beside you, pulling you into his arms.  He kissed you on the head, “Daddy’s girl.”  You giggled, “Always.”  

~~~

End

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Conflict of Interest

Raphael X Reader

Summary: Casey Jones was your childhood best friend, until he moved away when you went into middle school. Seemingly life times ago, what happens when he shows up in the midst of your new life? 

A/N: Okay so I’ve been meaning to write this one for a while, and it’s pretty angsty. Casey is a bean and Raph is well... Raph. But there is a happy ending I promise. Sort of. HEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS ARE IMPORTANT, anyway. I love you guys so so much and I’m so proud of you. No matter what you’ve done or haven’t done. Let me know what you think!

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“Yo, Raph, you ready to head out?”

My eyebrows furrowed slightly as I looked up from my perch on Raph’s lap as we watched an old 80s movie.

“Casey? Casey Jones?” I was grinning ear to ear as I got up.

“What? Y/n!? What the hell are you doing here?” He was beaming at me as he hopped over the couch pulling me into a hug.

“I could ask you the same thing!” I laughed. “Wow, small world.”

“Whoa, whoa, someone wanna explain what’s going on here?” Raph stood, getting protective, and if I didn’t know any better jealous. “How do you two know each other?”

“We grew up together. He lived next door.” I explained, a warm smile on my face. 

“And you two were friends?”

“Well, I mean she did punch me in the face,” Casey teased.

“You said I wouldn’t!” I argued back. “I’m not a pansy.”

“Yeah, Uhuh,” Casey rolled his eyes. “So, what are you doing here?”

I raised an eyebrow and glanced up at Raphael, who was tensed to fight. Overprotective baby. Realization flickered across Casey’s face.

“No way! She’s the chick you’ve been talking about!?” He asked Raph, to which I questioned him myself with the perk of an eyebrow.

“Yeah,” He grumbled, turning red.

“How many Y/ns do you know Case?” I teased.

“Fair point.” He smiled, “Man he’s right, you grew up real pretty. Why didn’t you do that when I was around? I would have asked you out for sure,”

“You had years CJ; besides it would have been weird, we were like family.” I rolled my eyes. 

“CJ?” Raph muttered. “He’s CJ?” He was so not enjoying this reunion.

“My mom didn’t like me calling him Case, so CJ, Casey Jones.” I explained. “I thought I told you?” I squeaked.

Raph didn’t say anything.

Casey looked me over and shook his head.

“Y/n Y/l/n, after all these years, look at you.”

I blushed slightly and looked down. I could feel the annoyance radiating off of Raphael in waves. It was almost tangible.

“So... you two have plans?” I redirected the conversation, looking up at Raphael who was thinking about something other than gallivanting on the rooftops of New York with Casey.

Raph huffed and rolled his eyes, pushing past the both of us and headed towards the exit, to the surface. I sighed softly and wrapped my arms around myself, shaking my head softly.

“I didn’t get you in trouble, did I?” Casey asked.

“No,” I turned back to him. “But you know Raph, he’s protective. I’ll talk to him,” I grabbed my jacket from the back of the couch and shrugged it on.

“No, I can do it, besides, it’s guys night.” Casey interjected.

I rolled my eyes.

“CJ, if you go out there you’re probably going to get punched in the face, and it won’t be by a ten-year-old girl.” I gave him a knowing look, slipping on my shoes. “It was really nice to see you though Case, we’ll have to catch up some time,”

I headed out of the lair, heading to the rooftops via the nearest fire escape, the brisk New York fall air assaulting me.

“Red!?” I called, scanning the rooftops. “Red, it’s me!

“Why aren’t you off with your best friend?” He dropped down behind me, almost growling. 

“Raph,” I turned and smiled softly. “You’re my best friend, you know that.”

“Do I? Because you seemed pretty cozy with Casey in there,” He spat.

My eyebrows furrowed as I studied him, trying to figure out what he was really feeling under the angry front that he put up.

“I haven’t seen him in almost ten years, we used to be best friends Raphael,” I paused as he turned away from me. “I’m... sorry if I hurt you. I just wasn’t expecting to see him.”

“I don’t want you to see him anymore,” Raph ordered.

“Excuse me?” I tilted my head, my stubborn streak flaring.

“You heard me,” He snapped.

“No, what I heard was you ordering me to do something like you have some power over me!” I folded my arms. “You can’t and won’t stop me from seeing my friend.”

“Won’t, huh?” He challenged.

“I won’t let you.” I narrowed my eyes. “You can’t order me around,” I grit my teeth.

He stalked over to me, staring me down, using his height and stature against me.

“If you like Casey so much why don’t you go and be with him?” He snarled.

“Because I don’t love Casey!” I growled. “I love you!”

“Coulda fooled me,”

I blinked at his words, hurt filling up in my chest as I took a small step backward. My arms, once folded in defiance, now wrapped themselves around me in defense and comfort.

Looking down I bit my lips, shaking my head.

After everything that I had given, everything that I put up with and gave to him... We had fights before. It was unavoidable with his temper and my stubbornness... but he never crossed a line like that. I didn’t even know that I had drawn a line like that.

“You... really think I don’t love you?” My voice was small, afraid. I didn’t dare to look up at him.

He didn’t answer. Maybe that hurt worse than if he did respond.

“I’m sorry...” I whispered and fled from the roof, fighting tears as I made it back to my apartment.

I ran into Casey though in my feat. Or maybe he was there waiting for me. 

“Hey, Y/n/n, what’s going on? What did he say?”

“Nothing Case... just stay out of it.” My voice broke, as a tear escaped.

“No, Y/n, come on, let me help.” He grabbed my arm and spun me around, holding my shoulder gently.

His brown eyes promised comfort. They promised summer days in the sun and climbing treed and laughs and safety. They promised home. It broke me.

My tears started to fall as I desperately wiped away my tears not caring in the slightest that he pulled me into a comforting embrace, or that Raphael would be watching. I needed a friend right now. I needed Casey right now.

“He said he didn’t think that I loved him,” I hiccupped into Casey’s shoulder. “He wanted me to stay away from you.”

“That asshole,” He muttered, rubbing my back. “Let me take you home, then I’ll go talk to him,”

“CJ, you can’t do that. He’s so beyond mad right now.” I fought back weakly. “You’ll get hurt... I don’t want him to hurt you too,” I whispered.

“I can handle myself,” He smiled. “Besides, nothing could hurt more than you breaking my nose,” He baited.

I sniffled a laughed and wiped my eyes.

“You’re the one who said I wouldn’t do it,” I argued weakly.

I led him as we walked along the dark streets of New York, and I couldn’t deny that I was glad that Casey was there. I couldn’t imagine walking home alone like this and not being a potential target.

We fell into a comfortable silence, walking next to another. It was like breathing being around Casey.

“This is me,” I whispered, pausing at my building door. “Thanks Case... please, just leave it for the night,” I begged.

“Yeah, sure, sure,” He smiled. We both knew that he wasn’t letting it go. I sighed softly.

“Thank you, Casey,” I smiled softly. “Despite the turn of events, I’m really glad that I got to see you again.”

“Same here,” He returned the smile and pulled me into a quick hug. “Night Y/n,” 

“Night CJ,” I gave and headed inside.

Closing and locking the door to my apartment, I leaned against it and rubbed my face, sliding down to the floor.

___________________________

“Raph, what the hell man!?” Casey hopped up onto the roof. 

“Fuck off Casey,” He growled, pacing and drawing out his sais.

“No! I don’t really give a damn what you do about me, but you hurt Y/n and that’s not okay with me!” Casey held his ground.

“Oh, and you think you know her now!?” Raph coked his head to the side. “She’s mine.”

“Then why are you treating her like shit!? She doesn’t deserve that. For once she got to be happy and have another friend in on the secret and you shut her down!” Casey yelled.

Raph growled and tensed to attacked. Casey just stood there.

“Hit me, break me, do whatever Raph, I don’t care, but stop hurting her. She’s my friend. She’s my family.” Casey’s voice was calm and collected as he remained defenseless.

He poised to strike. Casey flinched, awaiting the blow. 

“Raphael!”

They both turned to see you coming over the side of the building and running between the two. You were panting and determined. Your eyes like ice as you glared Raphael down.

“He’s my friend, and I won’t let you hurt him. Not over me.”

“Get out of the way,” Raphael hissed, keeping his eyes locked on Casey. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Really?” You snorted. “I don’t think that’s the case Raph. I really don’t.” 

His eyes flashed to yours, confused.

“What do you mean?”

 ____________________________

“You want to hurt me,” I bit out. “You want to hurt me like it hurt when I saw Casey again. You want me to hurt because you’re hurt.”

His eyes narrowed as my heart hammered in my chest and adrenaline coursed through my veins. We stared each other down, neither one giving in.

“You want to hurt him? You go through me.” I hissed. “Because you can’t hurt him without hurting me too,”

I watched as the resolve in his eyes unraveled and slowly, he sagged into a stance of defeat.

“Casey get out of here,” I hissed. “Now.”

“Yes ma’am,” I heard him mutter as I went over to Raph.

I didn’t know what to say to him. I didn’t know how to make any of this right. Here were these two pieces of my life, once in perfect order, now colliding together into a jumbled mess.

Raph spoke while I was mentally trying to sort this all out.

“I... understand if you want to be with him over me,” He sounded defeated. 

There it was. There was what he had been hiding behind all the anger and fury. 

“If I wanted to be with him, I would have said yes to him a long time ago Raph,” 

“What do you mean?” He frowned.

I let out a little laugh.

“Everyone expected us to get together. We were childhood sweethearts you could say... and he did ask me out... in maybe fifth grade? I said no, and he moved away with his dad that summer.” I smiled at the memory. “God, he was a dorky kid,”

I looked up at Raph,

“But I said yes to you,” I wrapped my arms around myself. “The girl Casey knew... she’s long gone. But there was a time that she needed someone like Casey.” I looked over the edge to the city around us.

“And now?” Raph came up beside me.

“Now I need you,” I shot him a look. “Even if you are an asshole sometimes.”

He chuckled sadly and shifted sheepishly.

“Y/n, I’m sorry about what I said...” He admitted, timid. “I didn’t mean it. I know you love me. I do, I was just...”

“Scared. Hurt. I know Raph,”

“Jealous,” He corrected. “I was jealous, and I should have trusted you. I felt like I was going to lose you,”

“The only way you could lose me is by sending me away,” I whispered. 

“I’m sorry Y/n,”

I took a deep breath and nodded.

“I know,” I turned to him, “I know, but that wasn’t okay... I’m going to have friends. I’m going to have other guy friends and you need to be okay with that. Raph... you’re apart of my world... not all of it. I know that hurts but...” 

“You have a life beside me,” He completed. 

I nodded. 

“I’m really sorry Y/n, I’ll... I’ll work on it.” He promised. 

I gave a hesitant smile, wanting to believe him. Only time would tell. 

“Now what is this I hear about you punching Casey in the face?” 

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Eddie Brock/Venom x Reader ANGST

requested by anon:  imagine a scenario where Eddie and reader (they’re dating) get into a fight or argument but VENOM doesn’t give a shit about the fight and misses his morsel and is bothering Eddie to talk to him/her to makeup... maybe some angsty sexy longing in there, maybe Venom takes the drivers seat to be with his morsel because the fighting is trivial human shit he could care less for... 💕

requested by anon:  Do you do angsty stuff? Like maybe Eddie and reader get into a bad fight and break up and neither one of them stop to think how Venom feels.

requested by anon:  Howdy, just wanted to say I love your blog! Also I appreciate a good angsty fic, you're definitely not alone. Hope you had a good Halloween!

“Don’t pretend like this is okay,” Eddie slammed the door behind him...

You had just got back from your monthly office party.  Your boss thought it was good bonding for everyone to get together once a month.  You found it repetitive and ridiculous.  Tonight had been different though.  Eddie came for the first time ever, but things at the party were different.  One of your coworkers had shown up wasted, “An embarrassment to the company,” you had thought.  He was stumbling around, grabbing every girl in sight.  He just happened to come up to you and attempt to grope you.  He grabbed a handful of you from behind, causing you to jump.  “N-Nice ass,” he burped out.  “What the fuck,” Eddie raised his voice.  “Wh-What’s your pro-problem, dude?  She’s just some chick, don’t take it so personal,” he pointed in Eddie’s face.  Eddie gritted his teeth, “She’s my girlfriend.  And I suggest you step away from her.”  You grabbed Eddie’s hand, “C’mon, Eds.  He isn’t worth it.”  Your co-worker pushed Eddie back, “Oh yeah?  What are you gonna do-do about it, b-bub?”  Eddie’s eyes went white; Venom was trying to take over.  You grabbed Eddie and pulled him back, “Ed!  No!”  He turned to see you scared.  He knew he needn’t handle things the way he wanted.  He gave his attention back to your co-worker, “You got lucky this time, but it you ever try something like that with my lady again, you’ll pay.”  You and Eddie began walking away when your co-worker began laughing, “What a pussy.  His girlfriend convinced him he shouldn’t fight?  Nah, he’s just scared-scared he’d loose.”  Eddie stiffened up.  You placed a hand on his bicep, “Eddie, he’s drunk.  Don’t.”  Eddie pulled away from your grasp and walked over to him.  Eddie lifted him off he ground by his collar with one hand.  Venom’s growl escaped Eddie mouth, “I won’t warn you again, insect.”  You pulled Eddie away and your co-worker hit the ground.  “Wh-what the hell has that guy been eating,” he muttered under his breath.  Everyone in the room stared at you and Eddie.  Eddie looked angry.  You were embarrassed.  You ran out, Eddie chased behind you.

...You held yourself tightly.  Eddie had embarrassed you in front of your co-workers.  You knew he was just protecting you, but he did not have to take it so far.  “You’re really going to act like that guy didn’t make a pass at you,” Eddie yelled in anger.  “Please stop yelling,” you whispered.  Eddie blew his breath out.  “Oh?  Is that how it is?  Just normal?  You’re not even upset,” Eddie’s voice cracked.  You placed your hand over your mouth.  “Whatever,” Eddie scoffed, “Just pretend like it didn’t happen.  I wouldn’t expect you to be upset anyway.  You never are unless I am the one who messed up.”  You turned and felt warm tears falling from your eyes.  You had a lump in your throat, “OF COURSE I AM UPSET, EDDIE!”  Eddie’s expression changed quickly when you raised your voice.  “I can’t keep doing this, Ed.  You know it upset me!  But you didn’t have top flip out so immaturely!  No woman wants to be groped by some drunk guy!  I could loose my job over how you acted!  You embarrassed me!”  Eddie was silent.  He stared at you while you cried.  He did not know what do to.  He was still so angry, but he knew he had hurt you.  “I-I’m sorry, Y/N,” Eddie whispered.  You were frustrated, “YOU ALWAYS ARE!  Maybe if you’d think for five seconds before acting you wouldn’t have to be sorry all the time!”  You could feel your heartbeat in your ears.  You were beyond angry.  Eddie stood in front of you, a frown painted on his face.  “I’m leaving, Eddie.  We need some time apart,” you stated walking past him.  Eddie went to grab you and you pulled away, “No, Eddie.  We can’t keep fighting all the time.  I need a break.”  You walked out.  

Eddie began crying.  “Oh my God, what have I done,” he held his face in his hands.  Venom appeared next to Eddie.  He was confused.  Not completely understanding where you had went and why you had left.  “Ed, what happened?  Where did our princess go,” Venom questioned.  Eddie leaned against the door, slowly sliding down it until he sat on the floor.  “She broke up with me,” Eddie whispered.  Venom did not understand, “What does that even mean?”  Eddie blew his breath out, “She decided she did not want to be my partner anymore, V.  She is no longer a part of our life.  And it’s all my fault.”  Venom snarled.  He was angry that Eddie had made such a foolish mistake.  “What’s wrong with you?  Why would you do that,” Venom hissed at Eddie.  “Listen, Venom.  These kinds of things happen.  People break up.  Trust me, this hurts me a hell of a lot more than it hurts you,” Eddie was cold in his words.  Venom growled at Eddie, “You are going to get her back!”  Eddie rolled his eyes, “Don’t be an idiot.”  Venom pulled Eddie up to his feet.  He made Eddie’s hand grip the doorknob.  “NO,” Eddie argued.  “YOU!  ARE!  GOING,” Venom demanded, causing Eddie to open the door.  Eddie was angry, yet relieved.

You stood outside in the cold.  You were waiting on a cab.  You heard someone approaching you from behind.  You knew it was Eddie, “Listen, Ed, I’m not-”  It wasn’t him.  It was simply another attendee at the apartment.  The man gave you an odd look because you had spoken to him.  He continued on across the road.   You were disappointed it hadn’t been Eddie.  You would not admit it, but you wanted Eddie to come chasing after you.  It was childish and immature.  You should have just worked things out like adults.  

“I can’t, Venom,” Eddie argued with the beast.  Venom was getting desperate and threw Eddie out into the hallway.  Eddie slammed into the wall, falling.  Eddie groaned in pain while he tried to force himself back up.  “She is going to be gone soon,” Venom panted.  Eddie rose, “I don’t see why it matters so much to you.”  Venom’s tone changed, “I love her, Eds.  She means the world to me.  I feel so attached to her.  She can’t just leave us.  I want her back, Eddie.  And you did not even put up a fight when she tried to leave.  I can’t go get her on my own.  Eddie, please.”  He was sincere.  For once, the monster had human emotions.  Eddie could feel how real his feelings were and he began to feel them too.  Eddie had been fighting his feelings for months.  He continued to push them and you away out of fear of him not being good enough.  He knew he loved you.  Loved you more than he had ever loved anyone.  He had no idea how to tell you.  He was scared it would scare you.  Scared it would seem too soon in your eyes.  “I’m sorry, V.  I didn’t even think about how this would affect you,” Eddie apologized.  “Edster,” Venom began, “You can make it up to me by getting that girl.”  Eddie smiled at Venom.  Eddie began to rush down the stairs.  

You began to shiver.  It was getting colder and there was no cab in sight.  You heard another set of steps begin behind you.  You turned to see Eddie rushing towards you.  You could not help but smile, “Eddie!”  He smiled when he saw you, “I came down here to tell you how sorry I am.  You have no idea how much you mean to me.  Seeing that guy all over you just set me off.  I am so so sorry.  You mean the entire world to me.”  You shook your head, “It’s okay, Eddie.  I was being dramatic leaving like that.”  Eddie pulled you into his embrace, “I love you, Y/N.”  You froze.  “Did you just say you loved me,” you whispered.  Eddie nodded.  You felt your cheeks turn pink, “I love you too.”  Eddie giggled and picked you up.  He spun you around and placed a kiss on your lips.  

“Let’s go back to my place, you have to be freezing,” Eddie took your hand in his.  You smiled and walked back to Eddie’s apartment with him.

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End

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Night Moves

Raphael X Biker!Reader

Part One

Summary: Rain prevents you from riding the next few days and you’re growing restless. You wanted to ride. You wanted... to see him. You missed him against your better judgement. But what was wrong with missing him? Nothing at all. What happens when he misses you too?

A/N: As requested a Part Two to Midnight Rider!! I loved the responses on it and I wanted to thank you all for such positive feedback. Here’s something a bit softer and cozy for the hard times. Let me know if you want another part and what you think of this one!! I love you guys! ((P.S. I just finished my last paper-a twelve page research paper-for the semester so now I have more time for creative writing!!))

Bob Seger Vinyl Ft. in this Fic

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Rain pattered against my window as the sun went down leaving New York in total darkness. I sighed and wished for sunshine or a clear night when I could ride again. When I could see him again. It had been a few days of constant rain and I was becoming stir crazy. But I wasn’t stupid enough to go riding in the rain. It wasn’t worth the risk.

I stared out my opened window and watched the raindrops race against each other. Curling up in a large sweater with a cup of tea, I settled down for the night.

A dark form in front of my window made me jump and curse, adrenaline racing. Then I realized who blocked my window. It was my daredevil rider.

I pushed the window open, throwing my hands up in dismay.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I scolded. “It’s raining, it’s not safe to be out there,”

“I had to see you,” Raph admitted sheepish as he ducked in through my window.

I headed to my small bathroom and threw him a towel or two to dry off, turning a light on in my wake. The gentle fairy lights glowed with the candles it accompanied.

“Gotta say, didn’t think your place would look like this...” Raph trailed off, his eyes taking in my studio apartment. “It’s so... cozy,”

“Thank you,” I smiled and stood by his side admiring my handiwork with him. 

I had made it cozy. My solace. My safe space.

“How’s your shoulder?” I asked, picking up my mug of tea.

“Fine,” He replied a bit too quickly.

“Well, you’re welcome to come and hang out... if that’s what this is.” I gave him a dopey smile. “I can make tea for you if you want.”

Raph stared at me like I had two heads.

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“Not what you were expecting?” A smile played at her lips as she curled up in an armchair. 

“Not at all,” Raph muttered.

In his head he had this version of her.

Y/n. Her name forever engraved into his mind.

She was strong, confident, badass. She took no prisoners and always knew what to say. But this?

She was soft, and gentle, and he had seen it the other night in her concern. But what he saw before him, he wouldn’t have imagined. She was kind, and soft behind all of the edge and angst she gave off.

He almost loved it more, knowing that she offered both in who she was.

Y/n,

“So, what brought you around?” She mused, tucking herself under an afghan.

“It’s been raining, I haven’t seen you in a while,” He admitted again, taking a spot on her rug leaning against her couch.

A smile played at her lips and in the soft light, she was just as beautiful as she was in leather on a motorcycle. She didn’t make fun of him either, His brothers did. They thought it was ridiculous that he went to find her. Leo ordered against it. As if.

He had grown bored again with the rain coming down and he wanted to see her. 

“You haven’t been riding have you?” She asked, concern coloring her voice. 

“No,” It was the truth.

Mainly because he knew that if she found out, she’d have his ass for sure.

“Good,” She seemed pleased.

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Knowing sleeping had left my short-term plans, I uncurled from my chair and headed over to my record player and started the Bob Seger vinyl that I didn’t put away from earlier.

“You’re a classics fan?” He mused as the music started

“My mom was... I picked it up from her,” I admitted. “Now that I’m up do you want that tea?”

I made my way to the kitchen despite his answer and began to make another cup.

“You like classic rock then?” I asked back, leaning against the counter.

He had shifted so that he could still see me from my vantage point in the small kitchen. 

“Zeppelin,” He offered. “Though my vinyl collection isn’t as impressive as yours,” He muttered. I smiled and rolled my eyes.

“Why am I not surprised you like Zeppelin,” I laughed. “Find something more original, Bon Jovi, Meatloaf! Hey, you might actually like Meatloaf,” I paused in thought. “Not that I know what you like... it just seems like... a very you band.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” He acted offended, but there was a smile on his face.

“I dunno,” I could feel my face flushing. “They just seem like... you.” I gestured. “I can let you borrow my record.”

“No, I can’t ask that.” Raph shook his head, standing in protest.

“You’re not asking, I’m giving it to you.” I smiled and offered him his tea as we both settled back in my living room area.

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Raph still tried to figure her out. There was still the fire in her veins that he had seen when he rode with her. This was that same fire, but in a softer way. In one that made him take care of himself, and that allowed her to be selfless.

She hummed softly to the music and sipped her tea absentmindedly, lost in thought he presumed.

“How is your family?” She asked after a while. “It’s been a while since you guys have done anything.”

Raph laughed.

“Yeah, there isn’t much to do anymore. It’s why I started to ride again. And we’re okay, I guess. Mikey has vowed to watch ever Doctor Who episode with Donnie and it’s taking them a while to get through it all.” Raph rolled his eyes.

“I should do that.” She murmured. “I haven’t watched it in a while.” 

“You like that nerdy show?” He raised an eyebrow.

A laugh bubbled from her lips. It was soft and carefree. Somehow, even though he wasn’t racing through the streets of New York, he still felt free. A sort of freedom that crept in slowly and comforted him like a blanket.

“I do,” She smiled. “You might,”

“You keep saying that,” He challenged.

“Oh?” A smirk grew on her face and a fire in her eyes.

“That I’ll like things when you don’t really know me,” Raph contested.

She went quiet, a smile still on her lips.

“Maybe I don’t know you that well, but I think I have a good idea of what you might like.” She quipped.

“Yeah?”

She nodded, her smile growing.

A clap of thunder shook her windows as lightning flashed. She didn’t flinch. Fear didn’t occupy her features. He knew Mikey was afraid of thunder, and Donnie didn’t prefer it, but she seemed almost at home among it.

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“Tell me then,” I whispered. “Who are you?” I moved onto the couch and curled up on the side, waiting and listening.

“What do you wanna know?” His voice held a note of uncertainty.

“How old are you?” I mused. “That’s an easy one.”

“Is this twenty questions now?” Raph raised an eyebrow.

I chuckled. “That would mean yes or no answers, this is just... a conversation.” I decided. 

“Alright, but if you get to ask questions, so do I,” He countered.

“Deal.” 

“Eighteen, you?”

“Eighteen,”

We went on like that for a while, question after question. His favorite singer was actually Billy Joel; I hated the Beatles; he never thought to read anything other than magazines; I couldn’t remember the last time I had read a book; he had never been out of the state; I had been along the east coast on road trips; he hated spinach and cucumbers; I hated smoothies and tomatoes; he had four brothers; I had one.

“Where did you learn to ride?” He asked as it neared one am.

“My mom,” I yawned, blinking slowly. “She’d take me on her bike when I was little... my dad was a mechanic...” I gave a small shrug. “Why do you ride?” I countered.

“It’s... freedom.” He replied.

I nodded, knowing what he meant. It’s why I loved to ride. No one telling you where to go or what to do or who to be, you could just ride and not stop.

“Did you miss me?” His question came softly and hesitantly.

I nodded, my eyes slipping closed from tiredness. Talking to him like this made me feel safe and more at home than I ever had before. Like I was a child, curled up on a winter night waiting for Christmas as snow fell softly into the quiet of the night. A simpler time.

“I did. It’s not the same when I’m not around you... I looked forward to our rides.” 

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Raphael watched her eyes droop closed as the hours passed. He was on a high learning so much from her and letting his walls down over stupid trivia that had him laughing and her blushing.

But being up late tonight didn’t seem to rest well with her despite their late-night rides the week before. He wondered if it was the rain that lulled her to sleep.

It didn’t really matter what it was, she was all but fast asleep on the sofa above him. Peace washed over her like this, though no smile was on her face, a gentle expression rested in her features.

“Y/n?” He asked softly, standing and stretching. He loved the feeling or her name on his lips.

She hummed a response, not opening her eyes. He wanted to laugh.

“You need to get to bed,” He muttered, taking her mug and his and carefully putting them into her sink, very conscientious of the space around him.

“Too far,” Her voice grew jumbled. “I’ll sleep on the couch,” She seemed resolved about this.

“No, you’re not,” He smiled and shook his head at her antics. “It’s not that far, lazy,” he teased gently.

“M’fine,” She tried again, her words slurring.

Raph stared at her curled-up form and her bed that rested against the back wall of her apartment.

Maybe the rain had calmed him too, or maybe being near her had let him be someone who didn’t thrive on anger and deflecting, but he carefully lifted her from the couch and walked her over to her bed and gently laid her down.

She immediately stretched out and found her way under the covers, cuddling a pillow. Her eyes never opened.

“Thanks,” She mumbled, the faintest smile playing at her lips. “Tomorrow?” 

“Tomorrow,” He promised.

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