𝖜𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖆.

Daisy noticed … something off about Gwen when she spoke. Her tone was slightly strangled, and her heart was beating slightly faster. She tried not to read too much into it. Maybe Gwen was just weirded out by what Daisy might’ve seen. “Probably your eating habits,” Daisy shrugged. “I feel like you could actually eat a whole taco truck on your own sometimes.” She shook her head with a chuckle. “No. Gross. Truth be told, I only saw it because Piper thought it would be funny to move one of the cameras to the bathroom to mess with me.”

Eating habits? Oh god. Oh no. She knew. Gwen felt her whole body tense up, and her breathing became laboured. “Tacos?” she squeaked, gripping the edge of the table as she tried to calm down. It was fine. Everything was okay. Daisy didn’t know, it was just a funny comment. Her friend continued speaking, but Gwen wasn’t hearing anything. Her heartbeat was thudding in her ears, and Mania was agitated. She tried to control how she felt, she tried to stop feeling so sick and scared. If there was one thing that her symbiote did right, it was protecting her when she needed it. Mania didn’t want her host to die, or come to any harm. Suddenly, there was a black, goo-like creature over her shoulder. 

@spidersthwips​

“Are you dead?”

Thorn gave the girl a look as she took her sunglasses off. “No? I’m sunbathing.” She said as she gestured to the blanket that she was lying on in the park. She wasn’t in a bathing suit like other girls in the park; she was just soaking in the rays for a pick-me-up after a particularly cloudy week. Without the sun, Thorn’s mood went from bad to worse to unbearable in the blink of an eye. “Did I look dead?” She asked, raising an eyebrow.

Gwen was relieved to hear that the woman wasn’t dead, and she looked down at the blanket. “I told you she wasn’t dead,” she whispered to Mania, as though the stranger couldn’t hear what she was saying. The symbiote only wanted to know if it’d be okay to eat her if she was -- not that it needed permission. Mania was in control of Gwen most of the time. “Uhh,” she replied, scratching the back of her head. “Yeah, a little bit. You weren’t moving and it looked like you weren’t breathing for a few seconds. Glad you’re good, though.”

Gwen smiled at Jeremiah, then shook her head. “I’m not,” she replied. There was a smirk on her face as she reached for his hand, intertwining their fingers. He knew how she felt about him, or at least she hoped he did. She didn’t go around making out with just anyone in the middle of a dancefloor. “But, I hope to be by the end of this conversation. You see, I kinda really like the guy sitting next to me. He’s charming, kinda hot, and I have to say… He’s a great kisser.” We should make him ours. “My symbiote likes you, too, which is a bonus. So, do you wanna change my answer to your question, Jer? Your call, pretty boy.”

Peter reaches out to place a hand on her shoulder. “I know it may not seem like that’s possible right now, but you need to give this time.” He doesn’t have as much experience with the bloodlust, keeping chocolate on him when with his own symbiote is something that works. He has a understanding with Venom — who is very different from Mania from what he has learned. It was to be expected since they’re two separate beings. “I’m here for you, whatever you need. I can even go on patrol with you around the city to try helping you adjust to this.” He has been using Venom as a special sort of suit some nights now, so no better time for it. He has the experience with adjusting to the webbing that comes with having a symbiote suit. “I’ll tell you another thing. It wasn’t easy at first for Eddie either.”

He leaned down when she pressed her forehead against his own. He could feel her hot breath on his lips, along with her heated skin pressed against his normally chill temperature. Everything about it made him want to melt into her. To just let go and lose all his control to her. He’d never felt anything quite like it before. Admittedly, there was an attraction with Bruce. He felt as if they were two sides of the same coin. It was more than the bond he shared with his twin but this feeling now, between himself and Gwen. Somehow that felt like more than what he had shared with Bruce. An impossible connection. 

She moved her head back and he nearly groaned. He ached for her closeness, so much so that he wondered if it was insane for him to feel this sort of attraction for a woman he only met a few weeks ago. “A dancer is only as good as his partner.” He told her with a smile. “But I do plan to impress you.” He began to dance with her, nice and slow so she could follow him easily at first. 

Gwen smirked at his partner comment, shrugging a shoulder. “Who says I’m not good?” she asked, keeping her gaze fixed on him. Nothing else mattered, not even the voice inside her head. Mania was pushed to the back to the back of her mind, and all she could focus on was the tension between the two of them. “I can’t lie to you, I already find you quite impressive...” she said, a little too shamelessly for her liking. As they began to move, her fingertips played with the teal coloured hair on the nape of his neck. Dancing with him was so effortless, and it made her feel like she was destined to do this with him. It was a pretty ridiculous thing to think, considering she barely knew him. 

With a smile, she rested her forehead against his shoulder. This was the most at peace she’d felt since getting Mania, but it was also the most alive she’d felt. Hesitantly, Gwen pressed a kiss to his jaw, her eyes flickering up to his, then his lips. Do it. Everything was so perfect, and she really wanted to kiss him, so she did. Her lips found his, and she kissed him softly at first, then a little deeper, her movements stilling so that she could focus on a much better activity.

“When did you see me pee?!” @spidersthwips​

“I’ve seen a lot of things,” Daisy said distantly, looking off at nothing. “Your peeing is far from the weirdest, but, you know.” She shrugged, smirking slightly at the fact that she hadn’t answered the question yet. “Aren’t directors supposed to know everything and have eyes everywhere?”

She knows about us. “Oh, you have?” Gwen replied, trying not to look too guilty. Maybe Mania was right. There was a chance that Daisy knew about what she was now, and what had happened on Earth-65. If directors had eyes everywhere, it would make sense. “What’s the weirdest thing you’ve seen me do, then?” We should eat her brain so she knows nothing. Gwen shook her head, and leaned forward, sipping her chocolate milkshake through a straw. “No, but really. Watching me pee is kinda gross, dude. You got a pee fetish?”

It was like they were tied by a red string of fate. Destined to meet time and time again. As soon as her eyes met his own, he offered her a smile and a playful little wave. He wondered only for a second who’d make the first move when she made her way over to him, announcing his name. It sounded like honey on her lips. He placed his rather expensive beverage down. Now far more interested in her than finishing it off. She was forward, grabbing his hand instead of allowing a conversation to brew between them. But he liked it. He liked that she wasn’t shy to take what she wanted. “Hello to you too, Gwen.” He purred as she walked him down to the dance floor. The only dances he knew was from when he studied them at his private school, and then when he took private lessons with Ecco in the Bunker. He knew slow dances and tangos. He moved his hands from her waist to the small of her back and pulled her closer to him. “Of course, I’ll lead. If you don’t mind.” He said with a teasing tone. 

Gwen’s breath caught in her throat when Jeremiah pulled her closer. She felt intoxicated, and it wasn’t just because of the alcohol. It was like they were magnets, always attracted to each other, and being pulled together. There was a spark between them, and she hoped that she wasn’t the only one who felt it. She hadn’t felt anything like this since leaving Em Jay on Earth-65. This was new and exciting. “I don’t mind at all,” she breathed out, grinning up at him. He was so tall -- it made her feel safe. Gwen placed one hand on the back of his neck, then pressed their foreheads together. She felt so overheated, and for once, it wasn’t because of the symbiote attached to her. With a soft sigh, she moved her head back and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Let’s see what you can do, and don’t be afraid to impress me. I’m sure the people here will enjoy the show.”

Disconnect - Marina & Clean Bandit

I've been feeling anxious, ain't been feeling right I've been staying up, yeah, staying up all night I've been calling exes, trying to disconnect I can't cut the wires running 'round my head, head

( @klyntarsymbicte​​ )

Gwen’s eyes were burning, and she couldn’t sit still. Her thoughts were racing at a hundred miles per hour, and having Mania talking constantly didn’t help. Every time she’d fall asleep, she’d jump awake, her heart racing. She felt so fucked up, so different from how she used to feel. It was scary, and she didn’t know how to fix herself. Was that even possible? It had to be, right? Eddie was one of the best people she knew, and he also had a symbiote attached to him. She had to believe that there was hope for her, otherwise, she should just end everything right now. 

Shape Of You - Ed Sheeran

Girl, you know I want your love Your love was handmade for somebody like me Come on now, follow my lead I may be crazy, don't mind me Say, boy, let's not talk too much Grab on my waist and put that body on me Come on now, follow my lead Come, come on now, follow my lead

( @ofclownprince​ )