Web-Slinging Date Venom/Eddie x Reader by Venoms-Lil-Nibble, literature
Literature
Web-Slinging Date Venom/Eddie x Reader
It's finally Saturday!Your job allows you to be off on both today and Sunday your currently hitting the snooze button and getting some much needed r&r before tonight It's date night.
You wake up around 10 a.m. you normally try to sleep til 12 but your more than the usual excited for this date It's your one year anniversary you haven't exactly had the best track record In the field of dating It's not you though It's the guys they try to push the relationship forward way to fast but not this guy he's been a true gentleman.
The day goes by at a horribly slow pace you try watching some shows and movies on Netflix but It's like the clocks fr
Stay With Me Eddie Brock x Reader PT1 by Venoms-Lil-Nibble, literature
Literature
Stay With Me Eddie Brock x Reader PT1
Eddie's life In recent months had both metaphorically and literally gone down the toilet not only was he currently vomiting after a very strange and strong hunger took over him,Anne broke up with him because thanks to his Interview with Carlton Drake he got himself fired from his job and Anne fired from hers,so now he's living In a slightly less than Ideal apartment til he gets evicted for being late on his rent again.
He holds onto the bathroom door frame for support for a moment thinking he then dares to glance at the mess he made In the kitchen,he sighs and pulls his phone out of his jacket pocket he thinks about calling Anne but he calls
Soldier 76 x Dead Reader by i-am-not-daredevil, literature
Literature
Soldier 76 x Dead Reader
It wasn’t her fault, she didn’t come into this world knowing it would happen, she’d never even remember this, which Jack was thankful for. He had to have Ana take care of her while he went off and sobbed until his body hurt and his throat tasted like copper, he had screamed and shouted, begged and pleaded with whatever higher power was out there… they weren’t listening. She was tiny in his arms, all wrapped up and warm, she didn’t squirm or cry. Her lips were tiny and constantly pursed, her nails sharp as daggers (the scratch on her own cheek proof enough), he watched her curl her hands into tiny little fis