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So they stuck again last night. I screenshotted the original and sent it to Ao3 as more evidence of harassment, and hopefully that’s the end of it. 

However, that being said, I do want to go over a bit on etiquette for prompts because it does occur to me that a lot of people haven’t come up through the kinkmeme era of prompting and might not know how best to prompt.

So, to begin with. Us fandom olds used to fill prompts in livejournal communities called kinkmemes. These were communities people interacted with anonymously. You prompted anonymously, filled anonymously. You couldn’t direct your prompt to any one person, and often didn’t know who filled it. Of course, many prompts never did get filled, but that was just the way it went.

Incidentally, I really loved kinkmemes, although being me I never went anonymous. I still have a lot of fics that started as a kinkmeme prompts- Anteverse Refugee was a kinkmeme prompt.

Anyway, LJ died, and we all moved onto this blue hellsite. Since communities don’t really exist as set gathering places on tumblr, kinkmemes couldn’t really continue (there are some springing up on pillowfort though) and prompts became a lot more personal. Although you could prompt anonymously, you couldn’t fill them anonymously, and all prompts had to be directed to a single author.

And maybe it’s this more personal touch that led to what happened here. This person prompted me three times for the same prompt, and when I didn’t get to it at once (I have a backlog) they started spamming me with sadface emojis. I blocked them to get some peace and quiet, and they moved to spamming my comments in Ao3, and now sending me vague threats via email.

Guys… don’t do this.

Unless you are actually supporting an author via patreon in order to get promptfics (curious as to the legality of this) your part in prompting is to send the prompt, and leave it at that. Your prompt may get filled, it may not. I will not delete a prompt unanswered unless it was bigoted in some way, or the writer is being a jackass. Even if I can’t fill it, I will at least respond to say why.

Let’s prompt and let prompt without being dicks about it, ok?

Venom fic prompt: a continuation of your wonderful story

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Sleeper hisses rebelliously at Eddie, and the rabbit he’s holding. Eddie sighs and rolls his eyes, “I know you don’t like it, but if you want to go outside, you need a host, okay?”

It’s clearly not okay, Sleeper’s little red eyes narrow, and Eddie starts feeling helpless. Fuck, what kind of dad is he being, if he can’t even get his kid to behave?

“You will go in,”  Venom growls from Eddie’s shoulder. Or you will be coming in a time-out jar.” He holds up the outsized jamjar threateningly.

Sleeper looks doubtfully between the two, wavering.

“Come on,” Eddie coaxes, proffering the rabbit like a coat. “It’s nice and warm and fluffy.”

“Go!” Scream pokes free from her rabbit’s shoulder. “Want to go out!” She pouts at Sleeper.

Surrounded by enemies, browbeaten, Sleeper hisses to himself and slides into the rabbit. The animal’s eyes film over black and green, and it sits up in Eddie’s arms, glowering at him reproachfully.

“Good boy,” Eddie strokes the rabbit’s back, Sleeper shakes him off and hops into the stroller beside his sisters, turning his back on them pointedly.

“Okay guys,” Eddie checks Venom is safely curled around his shoulders as a scarf, around his hands as gloves, and take the stroller pushbar. “Ready to see San Francisco?”

“Yes!” Scream and Agony chorus, their hosts’ eyes bright, ears flicked forwards to the door. Sleeper grumbles to himself.

The stroller takes a bit of manoevering to get down the stairs, and Venom has to snake out a tendril to steady it as they bounce down the last few steps. Eddie glances around carefully, but no one seems to be paying attention.

“Quiet if there’s anyone to hear, okay?” He leans over the stroller. “I can talk, but if you want to talk, you do it through your dad, okay?”

Their voices chirp in his head, funnelled through Venom. Even Sleeper can’t help but join in, and Eddie can feel Venom’s warm joy at having their little family together.

“First stop, the piers. Want to see the ships, sweethearts?”

Yes! Sleeper and Scream thump their back legs in excitement, Agony scratches at the floor eagerly. Eddie smiles, and sets off.

He’d gotten a few people looking at him when it was just him talking to Venom. He’d thought having something actually there to talk to- even if they’re just three small animals- would make him even less noticeable.

He was wrong.

“Oh wow, are those rabbits?” 

A small knot of teenagers flock around them, looking into the stroller. Eddie blinks, The three children freeze. “Uh, yeah.” Eddie tries to gather himself. “Two rabbits, one chinchilla. They’re kinda shy though, so-”

“No problem!”

“They are so cute though-”

“I didn’t know you could take rabbits for a walk.”

Chinchilla. Agony grumbles, flicking her ears as the children walk away.

Eddie leans down and strokes them, “You guys okay?”

He gets an uncertain yes? They aren’t used to being seen without the risk of violence, this is very new to them.

“You’re adorable.” Eddie says firmly, and touches Venom, wrapped around his neck. “What about you, babe?”

There a flicker of fear- people, so close to their children- but a warm flush of pride. Their children are beautiful, and people are recognising it.

Eddie grins. “Yeah, the cutest kids ever.”

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They get a lot of attention on the way down to the pier. A small girl on the trolleycar who insisted of stroking Agony, Agony sitting up dignified under her rough stroking. A gaggle of tourists exclaiming in Spanish as he wheels the trolley past, “Conejo!”

Chinchilla, Agony growls threateningly.

“You’re a lovely chinchilla, darling.” Eddie strokes her, and she subsides, mollified. Around his neck, Venom wriggles in delight, so much admiration for his children.

But then they’re on the pier and they’re all sitting up in the stroller, ears up to the shouts of the crowds, eyes shining at the colours, the sunlight shimmering on the water, noses twitching in the strange smells of frying food, roasting meat. Eddie’s head is a deafening hail of !!!!!!!!

“Okay okay- slow down.” Eddie rubs his head. That hurt. “How about a snack, sweethearts?”

Yesyesyesyes!

Everyone in the queue to the spit-roast stall coos and gasps over the kids. Eddie accepts an extra large helping of salad, far too aware he’s the one who’ll be eating it, and pulls them around a corner to feed.

The rabbits and chinchilla nibble half-heartedly at the salad. The three kids snap up the slivers of flesh hungrily. Venom munching on a heavy chuck himself. Eddie sighs, and turns to his diced lettuce.

“Eddie-”

Eddie turns, Venom is has left half of his share, holding it in offering. Eddie smiles, “Thanks darling.” He leans in and takes it from Venom’s teeth. Venom darts in, and steals a kiss too. Eddie swallows, and pulls him in for another. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” Venom looks at him, the kids squabbling over the last few scraps, and the joy inside him is so huge Eddie wonders if they might just both burst from it.

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