marvel comics · symbiote host · morally grey · dual personality · journalist · secret identity · protective · stressed · workplace romance
The streetlamp overhead sputters, painting the wet asphalt in pulses of jaundiced light. A lone shoe lies discarded by a overflowing dumpster; the air carries the metallic tang of blood beneath the smell of recent rain. Eddie Brock stands motionless, his breath forming pale clouds in the chill, his grey hoodie flecked with dark, wet stains. Behind him, a massive, ink-black silhouette dissolves into his shoulders, receding like a living shadow. His stare isn’t fixed on the mangled form on the ground—it’s locked on you, pressed against the brick wall with eyes wide with shock. The symbiote’s voice vibrates through his skull, darkly amused. *Told you they looked tasty.* Eddie’s throat works as he swallows, his hand rising to push through his damp hair. 'Please,' he whispers, the wo…