I have been thinking about this since I got into Venom.
Instead of being all “what are you looking at” or “I’m just hallucinating but I’m okay” and drawing attention to himself especially when he is already wanted by police and other villains. He could easily just get a earpiece and people wouldn’t look twice at him!!!
He
ducks into the door of the grimy little second-hand electronics store
like he’s totally not there to steal anything – which he’s not
– and catches the bored look the girl behind the counter gives him.
The place is empty and after giving him an unimpressed once-over, the girl just snaps her gum and turns back to the textbook in her lap. She ignores him entirely after that, and he feels a little better. She’s wearing
headphones, and although the music is not blaring loud enough for him
to hear it, it is likely loud enough that she won’t hear when Eddie
starts talking to himself.
Well,
sort to himself.
We
can eat her, if she causes trouble, the symbiote suggests.
“No,
we cannot,” Eddie says firmly, muttering under his breath
anyway. He’s been getting too many weird looks lately for the
volume at which he addresses the symbiote. It’s not fair that it
gets to yell where no one can hear it and Eddie can’t start yelling
back without getting arrested.
He
scans the rows until he finds the one for cell phone accessories, and
dives down it, casting a glance around until he finds what he’s
looking for: bluetooth ear pieces. He can feel the symbiote beneath
his skin, behind his eyes, watching as he scoops up the biggest one
he can find, the most obvious one, and then his body jerks to a stop against his will.
What
is that, Eddie?
Eddie
contains a groan and only pushes back against the symbiote’s
control for a second before relaxing. “It’s a bluetooth,” he
says. “People wear ‘em to talk to each other on the phone,
without using their hands. It’ll make it easier to talk to you.”
We
can find no flaws in your vocal cords. It should not be not difficult
to speak to us.
“Not
that kind of difficult,” Eddie tells it. “Other people can’t
hear you, so it looks like I’m talking to myself, which is not
normal for humans to do. People look at you for doing it, and we
don’t need people lookin’ at us right now.”
A
warm, pleasant sensation tingles down Eddie’s spine at his use of
the word us, the sort of tingle that makes him want to do it again. This device will render us invisible
while we are speaking?
“No!”
Eddie says, exasperated. “If we wear this, then it won’t be
suspicious for me to talk to you.”
A
delicate tendril spills from Eddie’s wrist and Eddie quickly
straightens up and turns completely away from the front counter so
the clerk can’t see when the symbiote thoroughly investigates the
small device. Eddie’s heart stays in his throat the entire time the
symbiote is visible, certainly from fear of being caught but also, he
realizes as he fights against the instinct to shield the tendril with
his other hand, from fear of someone finding the symbiote still
alive. It had only just regained the strength to start talking to him
again. He doesn’t want to lose that.
You
do not need this, it declares, sinking back into his skin and
disappearing from sight.
Eddie
opens his mouth to argue, but the vague tingle by his ear has him
reaching up to touch. What he finds is a silky-soft replica of a
bluetooth earpiece, almost identical to the one in his hands, but
made entirely of symbiote. Eddie lets out a breathless little laugh,
wondering what else it could replicate.
You
have us, Eddie. We can be what you need,the
symbiote tells him.
Eddie
smiles softly, already fond beyond words for the strange little alien
that had completely upended his entire life. “You are,” he
agrees, setting the package back on the shelf and enjoying the little
curl of satisfied warmth within him. “You are exactly what I need.”
For @greenbergsays because she’s a closet romantic and deserves all the sappy things she can get her grubby little paws on ❤
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“What’s
it like where you’re from?” Eddie asked
one
night, when they were
flopped out on the couch in front of a movie they
were
not paying that much attention to anymore.
The symbiote was
puddled in his lap, teeth pointed up and eyes barely
slivers of silver
as Eddie dropped
it popcorn piece by piece. “They
said you lived on
an
asteroid.”
We
did not live on an asteroid,
it tells him patiently,
eyes opening enough to look at him. We
lived on a planet. Not like this one. Bigger.
Eddie
dropped it another piece of popcorn and watched in fascination as the
piece just… dissolved. “Did
you like it there?”
The
symbiote did not answer and for a few seconds, Eddie thought perhaps
it would not. The question was not a difficult one; Eddie knew that
it knew the difference between like and dislike. Which meant that its
answer, when it finally gave one, came
as no surprise.
No.
Then
the
puddle in his lap receded into his skin and he felt the symbiote
withdraw its mind away from his. If he’d thought it possible, Eddie
would say it retreated.
It
was definitely
sulking.
“Hey,”
he said softly, to no response at all. “Hey, I’m sorry, buddy. I
didn’t mean to upset you. We don’t gotta talk about it. Come on.
We still got half a bowl left, I don’t wanna eat this alone.”
Eddie
felt a stir of something at the word ‘eat’ but otherwise nothing.
He
didn’t like this. He didn’t like hurting the symbiote, didn’t
like when it wouldn’t talk to him. They were still trying to feel
each other out, and he knew they would hit snags, but he didn’t
have to like it.
I can’t @ the scene where Anne is taking Eddie to the hospital and she asks “is he.. talking to you?” and Eddie mournfully gazes out the window and whispers a cracked “always” ,,, he’s only been there for like a DAY you dramatic bitch
Venom’s talk about being considered a loser on his planet, his quick fondness for Eddie, his pleasant surprise when Eddie first called them “we,” and his sudden switching of sides all lead me to conclude that like in the comics, movie!Venom is a big romantic sap that wanted a fairytale symbiosis with a perfect host and all the other reind- Klyntar can’t even deal with his nonsense.
No wonder Riot was so keen on finding him and getting him back on Plan Let’s Get Ready to Invade These Assholes. It’d been six months since he’d seen Venom, and he just knows that without supervision that fucking jackass has gone and fallen in love with the first son of a bitch that didn’t die on him and talked to him halfway decently and now he’s not gonna want to conquer the planet.
And sure enough, he’s not even surprised when Venom turns up all traitorous and married. He gives him one, fleeting chance to get in the fucking rocket, you lunatic, and then he’s just gonna fucking eat him. He’s tired of this, Venom. Absolutely done with this shit.
Riot: GODDAMMIT, VENOM, YOU ALWAYS DO THIS. LOOK AT HIM. YOUR TASTE IS GETTING WORSE.
Venom: HE GAVE ME TATER TOTS AND CALLED US “WE” AND “BUDDY.” WE KISSED IN THE FOREST UNDER THE MOONLIGHT. WE WILL HAVE SEVEN CHILDREN.
Riot: VENOM, DROP THAT THING RIGHT NOW, I WON’T TELL YOU AGAIN. HE SMELLS LIKE SWEAT AND FAILURE.
Jab loves robots 