Anne: Hey Eddie, Me And Dan Were Going To The Aquarium But Something Came Up. Do You Want The Tickets?

sometimes i’ll forget these are just made up and i’ll be watching a marvel movie expecting this to be real. like tony is really peter’s dad and him and aunt may see these badass tagteam parents and sometimes uncle steve and uncle bucky or aunt nat and mr. loki babysit him and then i remember that loki’s dead, spider man’s dead, bucky’s dead and i kinda just wanna dead

you know?

New Yorkers during Infinity War be like 

T'Challa: I never freeze

Okoye & Shuri:

Venom: I have to get back to Eddie.

Anne: Yes. So how do we do this? Do I just touch him? Do I have to sneeze on him? How?

Venom: We have to French kiss him.

Anne: ...Wha?

Venom: Full on tongue.

Anne *thinking*: Eddie, what in the world were you doing to get this guy???

A raccoon, a tree and a disney princess

H OW WOULD TONY REACT TO A CRYING KID???

omg dad mode activATED *BOOP*

Tony would be at a university science exhibit, looking for some innovative science projects to fund 

jk he funds all of them but he still likes to see all the great stuff the youth is up to

this is how Tony liked to spend some of his weekends, browsing university science fairs with rhodey

having a good time. doing TonyRhodey things

playing around with science projects

then he spots a child in the midst of the crowds, by themselves just crying

not like ugly yelling crying

no

more like silent tears and quiet whimpering, scanning the crowd of strange faces with anxiety in their eyes

Tony’s father instincts kick in and he rushes over to the weeping child

leaving Rhodey all by himself

Rhodey doesn’t even notice that Tony is gone. That’s how quick Tony slipped through the crowd to get to them

he gets to the child and crouches down so that he’s eye level with them

“What’s up little guy? What’s your name?”, he asks them

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Mad fucked up about how everyone was head down, on a knee and Rhodey was so overcome with emotion watching his little brother stop moving that he couldn’t even look. Turned around. Couldn’t acknowledge it. He couldn’t look at Tony’s body because it wasn’t moving and it wasn’t right and it wasn’t supposed to be Tony that died first

Tony: hey son, heard you got an A+

Tony: *reaches hand in pocket* oh-oh what’s this? *pulls out a thumbs up* Tony: haha good job buddy

Peter: hahahahaihateyou

A follow up to this post

https://doesvenomisgay.tumblr.com/post/178518831680/eddie-busting-into-the-living-room-pumpkin-string

October in the Brock House

The second part gets a little pg -13? so yeah..

V loves their husband. And as such they are willing to embrace his tremendous love of Halloween and all of the silly traditions that come with the season.

Well…it wasn’t all silly one of their fondest and most treasured memories was one wonderful October.

After the couple excitedly brought their newborn baby home. Thanks to Liz and Dr. Steve it had been able to grow stronger and healthy enough to survive outside the incubator. The premature birth left it delicate and frail it’s first few days of life. But now it was a healthy happy giggly baby.

Months had pasted and the little one went from being a pile of symbiote to being able to slightly hold a simple form managing to lift it’s little head it had looked similar to a snake.

It watched from their other parents arms as their father excitedly started decorating the house for the babies first Halloween. (No plastic skeletons of course). V remembers Eddie asking to hold the little one, who was squirming feeding off their father’s energy.

Planting one last kiss on the giggling baby’s head they handed it over to their darling Eddie. And he started enthusiastically talking about all the “fun we’re gonna get to have this month!”

V took the opportunity to sneak into the kitchen for a slice of pumpkin shaped chocolate cake with bright orange frosting then coming back into the living room to enjoy their treat with the family. Only to find their husband sitting crisscross with their baby in his arms and seeing the little snake like figure poke out as they both began watching the ever treasured Casper the Friendly Ghost.

The baby cooed at the TV with big bright eyes

“You’re gonna love this movie! Been my favorite since I was about your age.” Eddie brightly smiling with every word.

V’s soul melted in their body at sight of the two most precious people in all of the stars, in any galaxy. Safe full of love and happiness. Eddie sharing something that meant so much to him with his family, with their baby. No cake could honestly be as sweet as that moment.

….then again Eddie sometimes did drive them crazy with the Halloween stuff sometimes.

Like right now they absolutely refused to come back inside the bedroom. They where gonna sit and pout on this couch until Edward Brock and apologized with out laughing.

Baby long put to bed and house picked up from the little Halloween party they hosted with the few friends they did have.

They where separated V holding their humanoid shape. Eddie pressed against them. Both leaned up to one of the walls of their bedroom. The kisses and bites to their neck made their flesh tremble and back arch into him. His breath heating up as they stoked over the muscles of his stomach and chest, definitely better then any trick, V’s own delicious treat.

Eddie pulls away, both left with shivers of excitement. V pulls him closer again kissing at his jaw.

“What do you have planned love?”

He couldn’t resist them…but he couldn’t resist this even more…

He leans over to the side of their head. They excitedly await to hear how their handsome darling husband planned on ravishing them that night.

He starts in a whisper. “I want”

….then he stops and puts on that stupid fucking voice.

“ I vant to suck vou’re dick!”

He starts cackling near hollowing with laughter. Falls to his knees wheezing.

The hot arousal absolutely dowsed with the stupidity of his joke. If it could even be called a joke. And that was it, any kind of love making that night. Canceled. They walk out of the bedroom with a huff of annoyance, bruised pride, and the soaked ashes of what would have been a passionate fire of sex.

Eddie has slumped himself at the feet of the couch still wheezing, tears at the edges of his eyes begging them to come back to bed with him.

They refuse to sleep with Count Brock.