Tom Hardy Character Imagines

Veddie Valentine- Eddie Brock x OFC

Eddie stepped through the apartment door and cringed when he heard the enraged footsteps stomping around followed by the sound of plates smashing. He grimaced as he entered the kitchen and a plate sailed past his head, narrowly missing him and instead hitting the cute little face of the kitten on the wall calendar. Poor little guy.

"Babe, I know you're mad but can't we just talk about this?" Eddie edged towards his girlfriend slowly, his hands raised slightly in surrender.

"No, we can't just talk about this," Caoimhe spat, smashing yet another plate against the wall in her blind rage.

"Look, I get that you're angry but I don't think taking it out on the crockery is really needed."

"The alternative is that I smash you against the wall instead, but you're a lot more difficult to replace."

"Hey, if you wanna smash me against the wall, I'm game," Eddie wriggled his eyebrows and grinned.

"You're not even taking this seriously are you?" Caoimhe glared with a huff. "This is all one great big bloody joke to you, isn't it?"

"Of course not," Eddie sighed. "But don't you think you're overreacting just a little?"

"Ha," she snorted. "Overreacting? Are you being serious? Is it too much to ask to go out for just one evening with my boyfriend and the fucking parasite inside him not feel the urge to eat anyone?"

I'm not a parasite, Venom's voice said, unable to hide the hurt he felt.

"Sorry Vee," Caoimhe sighed. "I didn't mean that. But I am upset that you had to eat that guy right in front of me."

"That guy, in case you'd forgotten," Eddie said. "Had just tried to steal your handbag."

"I know that," she scoffed. "But why can't we just be like a normal couple and phone the police when someone tries to steal my bag? Why do we have to eat them?"

Eddie said I'm allowed to eat bad people, Venom frowned. So if the man I ate was bad, why are you upset, Caoimhe?

"And also, you're talking about being a normal couple," Eddie spoke, cupping her face. "But the fact of the matter is that you knew that Ven and I were a package deal and what that entailed when you got into this. We were never a normal couple to begin with."

"I know that," she said.

And truly she did. Sure, she had been freaked out to know that the hot guy she sold coffee to every morning was host to a symbiote that liked to eat people. But once she had realised that those full lips were even nicer to kiss then they looked, and the symbiote didn't want to eat her, she kind of calmed down about the whole thing.

"So what's the problem then?" Eddie asked.

Caoimhe wouldn't say they were a throuple exactly, but they were something along those lines. She loved Venom, although not in the same way she loved Eddie and she accepted that he was as much a part of this relationship as she and Eddie were. But that still didn't change the fact that seeing a person get swallowed whole in front of her very eyes gave her the heeby jeebies and really killed any previous desire she'd had to shove her tongue down her boyfriend's throat and kiss his face off all night.

How could she explain that sometimes she just wanted to pretend that her boyfriend was normal and that chocolate and tater tots were the only thing Venom liked to eat, and not human bodies as well? How could she explain that even though Venom was only eating bad people, the worst kind of people who truly deserved what was coming most of the time, it still didn't sit right with her to know that she had stood by and allowed a human life to be taken? Or that the sound of squelching and crunching filled her dreams- well, nightmares- for weeks after? That she imagined the person screaming and reaching out for her desperately to save them?