( when eddie brock says he's so goddamn tired of falling out of the sky—

he doesn't do heights the same way he doesn't do kissing on the first date or his taxes ( one out of respect, the other because he's sort of lazy that way. ) venom takes the shock of it, even though he doesn't really need to. even if eddie wasn't encased in goo and teeth and whatever other genetic materials compromise his monster partner, he'd probably be okay.

those who were around long enough to see the whole thing get to watch in real time as a man goes from falling from the sky, to turning into a goo monster, to turning back into a regular dude as he lies in his crater, unfit to move.

late-comers just get to hear one-side of a mumbled conversation: )

...We can't keep doing this, man... Little bitch? Yeah, okay, first off, fuck you. That was, like, twenty miles of sky. We should be dead right now... Yeah, yeah, thanks to you... No, man, I'm not moving. I gotta, like, recover, y'know? For regular people, falling out of the sky is a huge shock. Broken bones and all that. Gimme a minute... Nah. It's good. Rain is good. It's, uh... sobering.

( he's oozing goo, which eventually forms into a large, black umbrella. feel free to take a picture. )

( venom and eddie are used to the more hands-on types of villains, big monsters who throw cars and destroy towers and plan really impromptu murder-weddings. whatever playlist has going on, it's not out of their element, per se — they're the lethal protector, they can handle anything — but it is... different. hard to bite the head off of someone who can freeze you in place. also, no, they're not going to bite the heads off of anyone, jesus, venom. )

!MEHT TAE EM TEL ,EIDDE
!SEMONORTEM OTNI SNOTELEKS RIEHT NRUT I NEHW KOTKIT FO GNINAEM EURT EHT WONK LLIW YEHT

!MEHT TAE EM TEL ,EIDDE
!SEMONORTEM OTNI SNOTELEKS RIEHT NRUT I NEHW KOTKIT FO GNINAEM EURT EHT WONK LLIW YEHT

!MEHT TAE EM TEL ,EIDDE
!SEMONORTEM OTNI SNOTELEKS RIEHT NRUT I NEHW KOTKIT FO GNINAEM EURT EHT WONK LLIW YEHT

( it's just this on repeat for a while, a real-life gif of venom taking a battle stance before reversing, and doing it again. and again. and again.

it'd be nice if someone freed them, but they're looking a little scary like this. maybe it'd be safer to keep your distance. )

( while they didn't get as much heroing in as they would have liked to, eddie and venom still helped people, and that's really what it's all about at the end of the day. they can talk battle strategies later. back at headquarters, they're too busy looking over their new phone and money card to really think about fighting. )

EDDIE, DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?

What, bud?

WE CAN DINE ON SUSHI, BRAINS, AND TATER TOTS! FREE OF CHARGE!

None of those things go together. But, uh, yeah. Yeah, that's true. Credit card on someone else's dime... we shouldn't abuse it or anything, but dinner's fine, right?

( eddie turns to whoever's closest, and venom's eyes follow. )

We've had a really, really crazy day so... how about it? Dinner on us?

( the glaring, menacing alien head hovering over eddie's shoulder says that saying no isn't really an option. )

( or whatever else you're in the mood for!! we can plot on plurk ( wiisports ) or via DM! )