[He's in the creature's head and the creature's in his head and when the creautre says "wants to be there" he remembers Anne. He remembers Anne walking out and away and how hard he'd gotten drunk that night. How he couldn't sleep, twisting over and over in the motel 6 bed before he moved his things out two days later. How he couldn't sleep for days after she left because he...wanted her. Not even as a partner or a friend, just her.
When he was alone thoughts of his father crept in. Thoughts of his mother. Of his sister's disapproval. Of how badly he wanted someone to just stay because something in his mind was broken. He'd always known it, but he wanted to be...to be needed and taken care of. Because years of his father just glaring at him, blaming him for his mother's death...
He kissed the top of the creature's head on impulse, Holding it against him.]
We are Venom.
Nothing's going to change that. But that's a song bud.
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dancing_serpent
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Date: 2018-11-17 05:34 am (UTC)When he was alone thoughts of his father crept in. Thoughts of his mother. Of his sister's disapproval. Of how badly he wanted someone to just stay because something in his mind was broken. He'd always known it, but he wanted to be...to be needed and taken care of. Because years of his father just glaring at him, blaming him for his mother's death...
He kissed the top of the creature's head on impulse, Holding it against him.]
We are Venom.
Nothing's going to change that. But that's a song bud.