Eddie seems the sort to get so immersed in his work that he forgets to eat (he obviously forgets to shower and iron his clothes). So I’m imagining Venom taking up cooking to A: stave off boredom and B: make sure they stay fed. Waking Eddie up with a cup of coffee (they moved the coffee machine into the bedroom); huge stack of chocolate-chip pancakes and sausage for breakfast; like 6 roast beef sandwiches and UNBURNT tater tots with a chocolate milkshake for lunch; an entire ham plus 3 fully-loaded baked potatoes and an entire stalk of broccoli for dinner; top it all off with a 3-layer chocolate mousse cake.
it’s 3am and I can’t stop thinking about how much I want to be stuffed with a financially irresponsible amount of food and be touched and squeezed in various naughty and tender places
Kraft macaroni & cheese (I love how it’s solid and pasta-y but also clumps together into gooey feed able bites)
Other pasta (ideally something with a clingy wine/butter type sauce, but really anything)
Assorted fancy donuts (maybe blindfolded? so he has to guess what each one is)
Pizza (we’d be watching a movie, and every so often he’d discover that I’d gotten him another slice, and then at the end of the movie he’d discover how much he’d actually eaten)
Popcorn
Instant mashed potatoes (because *apparently* if you eat these mixed with just a little water, and then drink more water, they swell up inside you and you can feel yourself expanding)
Jumbo marshmallows (I like to hand feed people, and I like that they’re soft and yielding but large enough that you have to open your mouth pretty wide to get a whole one in)
Cheesecake (similar to above, the textural thing)
A ton of beer (round, bloated, and sorta drunk sounds like fun times)
Milkshakes (for the “I’m going to make you so fucking fat” angle… hearing him moan as talk about what I’m pouring into him is about to do to his body… all the extra things I put into it to make sure it really blimps him up… how I’m going to measure him tomorrow and if I’m not happy I’ll make him live on milkshakes, just keep him full all the time until he’s plumped up to my satisfaction)
Pudding (I just have this thing about pudding… also, a belly packed full of pudding seems like it would be the most fun possible to play with)
Jello (possibly a competitor for the “most fun to play with” title)
Any other ideas?
UGH SAME
Thiiiiiiiiiis…
Soda (reverse psychology their ass into chugging more soda than you “think” they can, pushing them past their limit until they end up with a similar outcome to beer, except you have more burps and hiccups from the carbonation)
(Bonus points if they drink straight from the bottle and don’t stop until they finish, leaving all of the gas trapped inside for you to squeeze out)
Underrated: when big guys wear shirts that fit but are just snug enough you can see the outline of that big jiggly round belly they’ve got under there 😏😏😏
non-suspicious 