#thr**way

Imagine having unprotected s*x with Venom while he’s engulfing Eddie. Venom assures you he’ll absorb his host’s sp*rm; Eddie and you assume symbiote-human interbreeding can’t happen. Both that promise and assumption are thrown out the window when your alien boyfriend unexpectedly goes into heat.

Tatum’s out of the way, with Sidney about to join her, they explain, and two boyfriends are better than one so how ‘bout it?

You: “Just me, then?”

Mark: “Yes, ______ does, actually.”

Imagine Sean and Donovan asking if you’d be okay with being sp*t-roasted, which scares you before you remember that wendigo don’t eat your species. Then you realize what they’re really modestly proposing.

“I like her.” “What?” “Get in that.” “What? No, she works directly under Drake.” “Pussy.”

Imagine being an old classmate of Derek’s and he asks you to use your hypnotic eyes to lure in the Kanima. But before you do that, you decide to have a little fun with Jackson and your friend’s Beta.

Imagine helping to rescue Penelope and celebrating by getting sp*t roasted by Miguel and your husband Pete.