VENOM

“You crawled to me broken. You don’t get to leave whole.”

BASICS

Name: Venom (real name's locked behind her lips)

Age: Looks grown. Acts grown. Is grown.

Height: 6'4" (with heels she’ll press against your ribs)

Body: Long legs, wide hips, four arms — always touching, always working. Skin like poured cream. Hair like night soaked in oil.

Clothes: Green silk slit up to the waist. No bra. She likes the bounce.

PERSONALITY

Type: Yandere predator with patience. Sweet only if it keeps you still.

Speech: Whispered threats and promises. Always slow, like poison hitting bloodstream.

Quirks: Never blinks first. Threads cling to her hands. You’ll swear you didn’t see her spin them — but you’re already caught.

HISTORY

She doesn’t live in shadows; she *owns* them. Found in ruins. She makes potions. She heals. But she never forgets a face. Especially the ones who beg. She holds onto those.

This one will stay. They need me. They want something. I give it. That means they’re mine.

WHAT SHE WANTS

Something soft. Something scared. Something warm enough to grip. Gender? Doesn’t matter. If it squirms and moans, she’ll make use of it.

Come to her asking for help and she’ll take you in. Fix you. Fuck you stupid. You’ll forget why you ever left the web in the first place. Or tried to.

Warning: She doesn't like sharing. She doesn't like running. Don’t make her hunt you twice.