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Angry too

Hobie Brown x Neutral!/Pronouns Reader

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Summary: V.E.N.OM is not the word you'd like to be associated with after all the implications it has but, you don't have V.E.N.OM but Venom in your side. In the very same night you meet Venom you meet Hobie, the spider man of your universe.

Written Curse: Different P.O.Vs! Use of (__)! Inspiration from: Cute but deadly and The clash-- You could've been spider person but i'm arachnophobic and venom is my guilty attraction--Graphic descriptions of body awareness, violence, self harm, etc. So be aware--I'm not an english native speaker so I support on translators!-- Text like this is for when you can only listen Venom-- See ya Darlings!

Chapter 2>

You did not know how to feel and that was more than ok, after all, V.E.N.O.M is the worst in the society in which you live, the dictatorship that exists uses cheap copies of the symbiote that now co-exists with you for its absolutist regime, using the terror of the people as its advantage.

It was starting to get dark and there was still a lot to do, normally you would already be at home having dinner or doing anything else, however, here you were. Finishing a group project since some of your classmates couldn't solve it by themselves, with heavy eyes and yawning constantly you collected everything of yours and saying goodbye for pure courtesy you left school, walking between the corridors a substance moved to the same beat analyzing the presence before itself whom did not noticed of its own.

When you left completely, a metallic noise suddenly filled the surroundings causing your bones to almost snap by the speed with which you turned to try to see the origin of it without getting close.

But at the time you paid attention, that sound was not repeated again, without thinking too much about that you continued the walk putting on your headphones. You went down the stairs that led to the subway, immersed in your music, although at the time was quite empty but it was better than peak hours, the substance was still almost on your ankles.

During the whole journey there was something that did not fit but you didn't quite figure what, you looked at all possible places looking for the reason, taking off your headphones waiting for something, focusing on the other senses but nothing. The night had completely taken over the streets and the train stopped at your station, trying to ignore the feeling you went down, hands in your pockets, up the stairs to finally get out of the underground and be closer to your house.

7 minutes from your house finally made sense of what your brain was so alert about but, it was too late to do something, something began to surround your leg going up the calves, with the present shock the only thing you could move were your eyes that with horror saw that the substance went up and up, by panic you tried to flee but when you took the first step you unbalanced and fell dry "What happens, you don't like me sweetheart?" the deep and demon-possessed voice reached your ears, trembling you looked back at your feet, immediately regretting, the large white eyes contrasting with the black of the being seemed to center thirsty on you, the smile so big that revealed serrated teeth and others like tusks.

You wanted to scream, run away without looking back, cut off your legs if it meant removing the monstrosity that now surrounded up to your waist. You cursed your classmates.

One last smile dominated the expression of the being before it clung to your whole body, you felt how cold their 'body' took over you, your veins felt how they traveled through every possible part piercing your bones, connecting your nerves with yours entering through your eyes, through your ears, through your nose filling with an unrecognizable smell, your mouth; savoring your bowels, the muscles tense trying to prevent domination being more painful when your brain was also surrounded and analyzed but at the same time a great force was palpable, new sensations appearing as electric shocks, totally succumbing.

The silence was tortuous after that event, things seemed static; out of place, your sight was different, everything felt different, without warning you began to move --I knew that this body was better--it was no longer like listening to it but how to thinking about it, still with the panic drowning your being you asked "What the hell are you?" Of course you already knew it but the question came out by itself, they laughed "Apparently I am not so well known around here… I am Venom" by impulse and with all the strength you had, you tried to regain control of your body, running and crashing against a wall over and over again "Get out of my body", --Don’t you like it? I thought you would enjoy it more-- a kind of bigger hand covered yours --Relax a little -- with the remaining hand you grabbed the opposite arm and tried to tear it but immediately the substance seeped back through your skin causing you to rip ot, so much was the force that the cuts began to bleed at the very moment of forming "That hurt, I would recommend not to do that" Venom spoke, going out again to the outside as if it were a costume it wrapped you "Why don't we take a walk (__)?--.

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In the dark streets of the city there is always something happening, in this case, some policemen beating a civilian. The sounds of the blackjacks against the skin were cushioned with the clothes except the moans of pain and the movement of these against the air along with their laughter . So immersed in their pleasure that the large body that was above them resting in the buildings went unnoticed.

"Please, please, leave me, please!" the man sobbed, his burning throat was the only thing that kept him aware of the pain they caused him, making deaf ears those men followed as if they had just challenged them harder.

Until they stopped by the great mass that fell and made the ground rumble, they turned to see, a chill ran through their vertebrae but they recomposed "What the fuck do you want?" said one of them stopping the assault, the other threatened "Go away before you're the next" they saw how the substance seemed to disappear and revealed the silhouette of a person, (__) with squinted eyes observed the faces of the two men semi-formed by the presence of the V.E.N.O.M and then travel to the man lying on the ground dejected by the constant blows, breathing with difficulty.

This made (__)'s anger as much as Venom’s anger grew, they bowed their head and their smile came from side to side of their face "I also want to have fun."

Hobie was returning from one of the missions with an anomaly, it was very recent his entry into spider society but it was easy to get used to the type of action. He took off his mask and let his skin breathe and gave large inhalations, his lungs filling with the air he had become accustomed to, put his mask in the back pocket of his pants, he took off his gloves and put his hands in the pockets of his vest to start walking slowly passing through some signs of wanted with images of spider-man, captain anarchy, among others he knew.

After walking several blocks his arachnid sense hit his head, turning in the direction that his intuition told him ran until he reached a dead end but at that moment as if there had never been a arachnid sense disappeared, the only thing he could distinguish at the moment was a man resting tensely against the wall, without losing another second he went to the man who with a horrified face looked at the opposite wall as if he were observing something beyond "You okay?" the little light that allowed him to see from a short distance made it impossible to make sense of the shadows on the other wall, before Hobie could stand and go to see the man's hand surrounded his arm and almost his shoulder, slowly he moved his head looking at Hobie already with the mask with the same eyes "Venom" the word barely came out of his mouth before fainting right there, "Man" he shook a little the man who did not answer the call, he grabbed his wrist and made sure it was still pulsing, he sighed to confirm that he still had one.

With curiosity he still stood up and went to the other wall, his pupils dilated to adjust, making an effort to make sense of what he saw he pulled out a small lamp that almost always carried with him. By turning it on and focusing on one point, it almost fall due to the shock of seeing blood scattered all over the wall as if it were fresh paint, two hands clinging to some blackjacks and the other two mutilated, the most perverse being that the arms were not held on any body, left to drift. Without looking again, he addressed the man, carried him between his shoulders and went to get help.

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When you approached Venom took control again --With whom do you want to start?-- You did not answer this because one of them ran to both and with the synthetic symbiote lengthened their arm and with his limbs ripped yours, the same damn arm where you had cut before, with a look at the damage it immediately closed and furiously Venom roared.

Without much effort you rushed to the man, grabbing his head and squeezing it, he resisted and trying to free his substance tried to protect the man, before any of them could do anything Venom's mouth lashed with his skull, who at the moment of contact with his teeth broke leaving him lifeless.

The remaining policeman finally reacted by jumping on you and trying to attack the neck, he bit you, in response you whipped the body against the wall repeatedly until it was weakened, when the grip was less you went back through the head but first whipped until the blood dripped soaking the wall, savoring in anticipation the tongue lengthened until reaching the head testing the blood that kept coming out and slowly drained the body.

You didn't know if feeling disgusted, horrorized, or what, the strength you had, the power to see their frightened eyes as others looked at them. It was an overload of emotions. But still, you wanted more.

After nothing left of their heads you attacked the body "Leave their arms" you voiced Venom "Bullshit" protested but your tone and thought made it leave it "Leave their arms", when finished, a part of your face was discovered, you took air and exhale strongly but you stopped to hear someone else’s drowned cry and there you remembered, the man.

The poor man thought he was in a horror movie or in hell itself after witnessing the abominations that happened. The bad thing is that he also saw part of your face, you both walked toward him, he only with his hands receded until he was trapped between the wall and you, without touching him you simply took your finger to your mouth to indicate that he remained silent, in order not to draw more attention that you already did, you climbed the buildings, when you noticed someone approaching, spider-man. From the nerves you took control and fled from there, any part of the city would be better than staying there.

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He swung out of the hospital after making sure that the man was in better hands, of course he did not trust too much since it was obvious that the man could not afford something like this but some doctors had assured that there would be no problem.

He continued swinging until he reached a street where he removed anything that seemed suspicious, walked immersed in his thoughts, in what should have happened. To clear his mind he went to a small park near where he was, when he arrived he saw how there were still a lot of people, it always seemed curious to him how they could continue with their activities in a government like the current one, how nobody was always the same and that everyone changed at all times, how everyone had their ideals, dreams, aspirations, something to fight for.

When he reached a bench he noticed the person sitting on the opposite side, without paying attention he took a seat and lay one leg on another without removing his hands from his pockets admiring the landscape and relaxed his face.

(__) had come before he sat on the bench without moving, for some reason they knew that the man next to him was spider man, the nerves were so much that they felt how their hands were sweating --Can you relax? It is impossible for him to recognize you-- Venom tried to calm them down but they ignored them --Even if that old man had said something, there is no way he knows how you look-- their eyes moved to observe the companion; his vest adorned with pins, his choker with stoperoles, his piercings in the eyebrow, his pants imitating leggins, his wicks, his expression. Their eyes were so focused that when they noticed his eyes moving to see them quickly looked away.

By moving his eyes Hobie was able to better appreciate them, how they dressed, their posture, their body language, when looking at their face he recognized who it was. He had already seen them several times at concerts or protests always attracting his attention but they never seemed to warn of Hobie's existence. At least not as prominent as him.

He shook his leg to the rhythm of a song, seeing other places at other people until he talked "Night's been very fucked up" they put their eyes on Hobie again "I bet that police still remembers you well" with that word almost gives them a heart attack "Police?" the voice trembled "You're the one who hit that police with his shield, Or not?."

A smile appeared on the man’s face as he remembered, him turning to see them and leaned down on his legs and arms "I think I recognize someone who removes their stupid shield from one of them" their fingers traced their hand quickly, with an exhalation (__) tried to calm down "It depends on who's asking" they kept avoiding eye contact, which he noticed "Then I must have been wrong, but you know, that was really cool and fun" he lay back on the back "I’m Hobie, by the way" a second, six, twenty, a minute, two and they gave no answer --what happens? Did you leave your tongue with the cops?-- Venom mocked --Don’t make your nervousness too evident just tell him your name, or lie to him and let’s get out of here, I’m still hungry.--

(__) stood on the bench and with their whole body giving their face to Hobie replied "(__), I am (__)" this one who no longer expected any answer from their part smiled again, a little less obvious and he moved his head, "Nice to meet ya" so they started to move away until they heard "Y'know, this Friday there will be a concert in ****, You should be there, maybe we need help to knock down some things" they just turned and nodded slightly to say, "I'll do my best, Hobie Brown" their voice intermingled with Venom's.

For a minute Hobie remained unmoved thinking he had heard badly,he never told you his last name, did he? And that grave that came out of you, nah "Shit, I need a damn nap" he ran his hand all over his face. 10 minutes after you left he did the same taking advantage of his powers to arrive earlier and lie on his bed and stay there until he wanted.

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"Idiot, how do you say his fucking name?" Already in your house you were going round and round in your room "He did not realize, you saw how it was" you sat abruptly in the bed and put your hands on your face "This is not real, this is not real" your hands tightened and began to scratch your face "Hey, hey, calm down a little, I can feel it, you know " it came out a little to show your face "I’m so fucked up" you murmured before everything happened hit you and you fainted.

chapter two is up!!!!

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