Eddie Brock Is The Og Loser Boyfriend And I Can’t Stop Thinking About Venom Just Like Completely Bullying

Eddie Munson’s house (With some details!)

Coffee Freezer // Brian x Reader

(This isn’t proof-read so please bear with me I’m heavily sleep deprived)

Notes: Female reader, slightly ooc (maybe? I don’t really know)

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“Jesus,” you sighed running your hand through your hair walking into the harsh lighting of Mickey’s. It was 9 pm and you found yourself wandering down sidewalk after sidewalk until you ended up here, an empty Mickey’s save for the employees and an old man sitting in the corner picking at his leftover fries.

Your shoes made clicking sounds against the floor as you walked up to the register to be met with an empty counter except for two guys behind the window. You glanced up at the menu before just settling on a coffee freezer, deciding that you should just get a small treat since you couldn’t stomach a whole meal. Still staring at the menu you hear whispers start from behind the till.

“Holy shit dude look”

“What”

“Hottie 5 ‘o clock at the register”

“Shit where’s Amber?”

“On ‘er break, go take her order man”

“Why me?”

“‘Cause I said so, now go”

Chucking to yourself you hear shifting from the window and a tall angsty looking teen shuffles to the front, obviously annoyed and tired. You couldn’t blame him, customer service jobs sucked.

Brian had seen you before around school even though you had just transferred. You were new, a fresh face wasn’t something seen around often so you stood out to him,and others, more than usual.

He had thought you were insanely hot ever since you waked past him during the break between first and second period. During that next history class you had introduced yourself at the front of the room stating that your family had just moved to the area and something else he didn’t catch. He was busy observing how your jeans hugged your hips and how your shirt was tight around your chest. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t practically drooling onto is desk.

And now here you were, standing right in front of him in a tight low cut long sleeve that definitely complimented your figure.

“Hey your in Mr Bruce’s history class right,” your voice got his attention, you met his gaze with a warm smile.

“Yeah, uh Y/n right?” He cleared his throat before speaking.

“Yeah I’m surprised you remembered,” you laughed “Could I just get a Coffee Freezer?”

“sure…” He trailed, typing your order into the computer “that’ll be a dollar”

You reached into your back pocket and pulled out a semi crinkled bill, handing it to the boy in front of you. “Thanks…” taking a moment to glance at his name tag just realizing you ever formerly introduced yourself to him directly. “Brian”

“Yeah don’t mention it” He said and walked back to behind the window feeling like his chest was going to explode.

“Holy shit dude you know her?!” Said Andrew after watching the whole ordeal from behind the order windo

“Not like personally” Brian mumbled, going to start on your coffee freezer

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Amber came back to the register to see you sitting at the bar the had right across from it staring at the window.

“Y/n?” She said trying to get your attention “What are you doing here so late?”

Snapping you out of your thoughts you got up and made your way back to the counter. “Oh shit, hey Amber” you smiled, Amber showed you around the school on your first day. You guys exchanged numbers and have been texting on and off over the week.

“I went on a walk and wound up here and ordered a coffee freezer”

“Cool” she smiled, clearly tired and ready to go home. It being 9:35 meant that her and Andrew’s shift ended in a little under 30 minutes meaning that Brian would be left to lock up.

“Hey I’m gonna head to the back to grab my stuff, stay here” She said and quickly shuffled to the back.

In perfect timing Brian came out with your drink, “One Freezer”

He said placing it on the counter about to walk away when your topped him. “Hey, when does this place close?”

“10 but since no one’s in here except you I might close up early”

Brian answered, slightly confused at your question. Just then Andrew and Amber came out holding their things.

“We’re gonna head out Bri, make me proud okay” Andrew said smirking while heading for the door.

“Yeah Yeah, shut the fuck up man” Brian retorted

“Okay Brian I’m out, Bye Y/n,” Said Amber following Andrew stopping in the doorway of the restaurant before leaving turning to you, “Oh Y/n if you need help with the English homework just shoot me a text okay?”

“Alright!” You called out as she left before picking up your freezer and taking a sip. Brian watched as you did, your moisturized lips wrapping around the straw while your hand waved goodbye.

Suddenly he felt hot, his hands feeling clammy. He swallowed in an effort to calm himself down before he made himself look like a dumbass in front a hot girl. Suddenly, you turned towards him catching him staring making you smile when he looked away.

Clearing his throat to brake the silence Brian quickly spoke up, “I’m uh gonna close up now, you don’t have to leave until I’m done”

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A text from your mom made your phone buzz in your pocket, ‘You alright?’

‘I’m okay’

‘On my way home now’

You quickly shot back, you had forgotten how late it was, surprisingly enjoying the ambience of the empty Mickey’s. The sound of boots and the odd jangle of a chain making you look up from your phone. Brian had taken his uniform off and was now clad in a black sweat shirt and his usual black jeans and combat boots, silver chain hanging from his belt loop.

“You ready?” You piped from your seat, standing up and shoving your phone into your back pocket.

“Yeah, let’s go,” Brian said walking towards the door with you close behind, “Thanks for uh, staying with me by the way”

“Of course,” you said smiling up at him as you two walked out onto the sidewalk, “Are you driving or walking home?”

“My car’s in the shop right now ‘cause of some stupid shit with my engine so I’m walking. How ‘bout you?” He asked running his hand through his hair, hoping it was just the cold air making his cheeks flush.

“I’m walking too, which way are you going?”

“Jaker Avenue”

“Oh sweet, I’m heading the same way”

You two walked in silence until you saw a flyer for an underground band that was going to play at a local venue on Friday , “Oh shit I didn’t know they were from here” You exclaimed taking the flyer down from the telephone pole it was taped to.

“You listen to them?” Brian questioned

“Hell yeah I do, I pirate their shit off the internet all the time” you laughed, your joke finally tearing away the tension and causing Brian to laugh with you.

That flyer caused the walk to let you guys take time to know each other, talking about music, video games, work drama and whatever came to mind.

“I’m telling you, my manager probably keeps 4-5 grand in that safe man” Brian exclaimed as you guys neared your house,

“Well if you ever need a getaway driver let me know” You joked, the two of you stopping at the front of your house

“This your stop?” He voiced, gesturing at your house

“Yeah this is me, thanks for walking me home” You smiled, turning around to head in before he stopped you, grabbing you arm. You turned around surprised at the sudden contact.

Brian instantly let go, his ears starting to burn. Why did he grab you.

“Hey you know the show on Friday,” you nodded, “would you wanna go with me?” He asked, avoiding your gaze as he waited for your response.

“Yeah of course!” You grinned, elated. “Here take my number, so we can talk about it later” You out stretched your hand for Brian to give you his phone so you could tap your number in.

“Yeah, right sure” He said handing his phone to you, his sweaty hands almost making him drop it.

You opened it to see a text from someone named Andrew

‘U BANG HER YET?’

You opened Doe's kiln, right?

I just finished watching a movie and...

Guys....

DYING RN

Creep!Ethan Landry x GN!Reader

Masterlist if you want to read my other things.

Yeah uh so I don't have internet anymore I don't know why but it's lagging and I'm in 4g so (06/08/2023) (494 words, yeah, it's nothing)

Ethan smiles brightly, his hands supporting his face with his elbows settled strongly in the mattress. He's on his front, chest flat against the soft of his bed and he dangles his legs in the air like a schoolboy in love, which is a perfect comparison.

His eyes are glued to his phone and he laughs childishly. He's happy, so happy he feels his body shaking with utter joy.

You're almost naked, just a bottom with no top, no shirt or anything. Just your bare chest as you're alone in your room with the curtains closed. A frustrated scowl on your face.

You probably don't understand why your computer is lagging that much, and you're too preoccupied in trying to fix it that you don't notice the little red dot next to the camera.

Ethan giggles, biting his lower lip. He lays his head on his shoulder and waits for more of your reaction.

You grab your phone and send a vocal message to your friend,feeling your patience run out:

"I still can't get pass the blue screen ? Could you come later to help me? I really need to finish that essay or I'll think I'll drop school forever.

An answer does not come long after. Chad was who you were talking to. He sends you a vocal as well:

-I don't know much about computer but I've got a friend who can help you maybe, my roommate. Ethan, you know ? He's a little nerdy.

Ethan plunges head first in his cushion, hugging too hard the soft material and screaming in it, hitting his legs on the mattress.

He raises back up at light speed and grab his phone harshly, eyes tearing holes in your face, awaiting for your answer.

-Yeah, I mean, I don't know this Ethan but if he's your friend I trust him. He's used to computer ?

-Yeah, yeah. A true genius in this domain. I'll give you his number if you want.

-That'd be really nice, thanks Chad."

He stares as you throw your phone on your desk and sigh before stretching your arms and back. His eyes never leave your chest before a smile split his face.

Ethan falls face first in his cushion, eyes closed shut. He looks at his legs and watch as they tremble. He laughs and grab at his phone.

Chad recommended him to you! Chad will give you his number !

He never heard you pronounce his name before and it just scratch his brain so good. You're made to say his name and only his over and over again, he thinks.

Ethan is horny. He'll probably jerk off waching you sleep, again. And he's sad because he'll have to lie to you in order to keep the virus in your computer, even thought you'll call him to remove it. Ethan hates lying to you, but it's necessary.

Now, he'll wait to see when you'll notice the camera in your living room.

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The Riddler

By Sarah

FOR YOUR 4K CELEBRATION!!

okay i’ll give you two options and you can choose one of them:

1. friends to lovers with my boy klitz

2. second chance with percy dolarhyde

i wuv u and im so proud of you🥰

uwu thank u sissy

yknow i HAD to indulge you and do your boy

Thank God Timothy Klitz had a driver's license.

The party sucked, if you were being honest, and that was before your crush rejected you. The humiliation of it, putting yourself out there only to be let down, had brought tears to your eyes, and you called the only person you could think to pick you up. "Tim?" you had said as he answered the phone; you hated using his last name like Eli and Matthew did, especially considering that he was as close to a brother as you'd ever have, and, to your knowledge, you were the only person who used his first name. "Can you come pick me up?"

The car was eerily silent as Tim drove you home, and you fiddled with the radio for a moment before slumping back in your seat and sighing. "Did something happen?" Tim asked. "You look sad."

You shrugged. "It's stupid," you said. "There was this game of spin the bottle, and it landed on Peter, and he laughed."

Tim was your best friend; he knew your infatuation with Peter. "Peter's a huge dick," Tim told you. "He doesn't deserve you."

"It just..." you sighed, and your bottom lip wobbled as you tried not to burst into tears. "It made me feel like nobody wants me, y'know? It hurts."

Tim sighed, and he reached over and took your hand in his. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "If you had spun that bottle and it landed on me, I wouldn't have laughed."

"Yeah, because you're not a dick," you laughed softly.

"I guess I'm not," Tim chuckled. "After all, it is one in the morning and I came and picked you up from a party. That's not very dick-ish."

"It's not," you agreed. You looked down at your hands, intertwined in your lap, his so much bigger than yours, and you mumbled, "Your hand is so big."

"Yours is small," Tim said. A beat passed, and then he let go of your hand, settling his back on the steering wheel, and you watched him, not fully understanding why you hated it.

"Why'd you let go?" you asked.

"Oh," Tim mumbled. "I thought you didn't like it."

"No," you said. "I did. I... Tim, I—"

"I really like you," Tim said quickly, reaching back and taking your hand again. "And I hate seeing you upset over some asshole, okay? You can hate me for it, but I just... I don't know. I have all these feelings and I don't know what to do with them. But I really like you."

"I like you too," you whispered. "I like you a lot."

Even in the dim light, you could see a red flush overtake Tim's face. "Good," he said. "Cool. That's, um, that's cool. Do you... Do you have a date to prom? M-Maybe do you wanna go with, um, with me?"

You smiled. "I'd love to go to prom with you, Tim."