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azaraampora · 2 years
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Tell me this isn’t exactly what happened.
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Imagine Dylan, Sleeper, Dan and Anne's kid(s), and maybe their friends(maybe the other symbabies) all standing around Eddie, chanting "Kool aid man, Kool aid man" until venom comes out and yells "OH YEAH" like the Kool aid man, and all the kids just go apeshit and start cheering... I think it's funny..
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thedarkangelpuppet · 11 months
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I know you said no scenarios but PLEASE can I have Symbrock and their kids at Halloween - trick??? (You know this is your fault: you wrote domestic parents Symbrock so good that I crave that sweetness. So there 😉)
I'm counting Symbfamily as part of a character prompt in this case. Because how could I not?
“Buckets?” 
“Check.” 
“Masks?” 
“Check.” 
“Flashlight?” 
“Check.” 
“Eggs?” 
“Che-”
“I beg your pardon?” 
Dylan and Sleeper both froze in alarmingly similar poses of guilt, which was made even more alarming by the fact that one of them currently had whiskers and a tail. 
“I meant legs,” Dylan said brilliantly while his brother thumped his head against the floor in defeat. “Ya know… For walking. We’re gonna have to walk a lot tonight. Gotta make sure our legs are up to it.” From where he was trying to melt between the floorboards, Sleeper let out a strangled sound. “Yep. Legs.” His words were lisping around the plastic fangs he had been wearing since he got up that morning.
Venom ducked into Dylan’s trick or treat pumpkin bucket and withdrew the six eggs that were hidden under the pillowcase the boy had stashed there in the off chance they didn’t get chased out of some of the wealthier areas and really got a good haul. 
“You are not wasting breakfast on anyone’s door,” Venom tutted and stretched out a thin tentacle to return the eggs to the fridge. “If you want to be a hooligan vandal, you will use toilet paper or soap like an intelligent boy, do you understand?” 
From where he was flipping through channels on the couch, and eating from a bowl of fun size candy bars, Eddie snorted and nearly choked on a mini Snickers. “I think you’re supposed to be telling them to behave themselves, sweetheart,” he called before settling on a Scream marathon. 
“They are growing boys, they are bound to get up to mischief,” Venom pointed out, not taking his attention off his children. He fussed with Dylan’s costume, adjusting his cape and checking that he had his cell phone and extra gloves in case it dipped closer to freezing while they were out. “No going into Manhattan,” he said, rubbing a smudge of chocolate off Dylan’s cheek and smearing the fake blood that was already there. 
“I know, Vee.” 
“Don’t eat anything that has been home made until you get home so we can check it over.” Venom patted Dylan’s hair, smoothing back a cowlick that had managed to defy the gel they had used to slick it back, and the spray-in colour that tinted it more of an asphalt grey than black. 
“No one ever puts anything bad in candy,” Dylan insisted, rolling his eyes but submitting to the Parental Pampering. 
“He’s got a point, babe,” Eddie said around a Kit Kat this time. “It’s an urban legend, after some sick fuck back in the seventies or something decided-” He was cut off by the glare Venom shot his direction and he held his hands up in defeat. “Listen to your Pops, kids.”
“I am not worried that someone will put something in their treats,” Venom lied. He was now at least. “I want to be sure that there is nothing in it that might make them sick.” 
Dylan didn’t have many allergies, and Sleeper had once eaten a bus tire while bored, but neither of the boys could chew shredded coconut without gagging, and toffee glued Sleeper’s teeth together. 
“And steal any M&Ms before they get to them?” 
Venom grinned, catching the tip of his tongue between his teeth as he ushered the kids out the door. “And steal any M&Ms before they get to them,” he agreed and plastered himself against the window to watch the rest of the neighbourhood children running around with jack o’lantern buckets and colourful costumes. His little vampire dashed down the steps with a glowing cat at his side. 
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ask-anarky · 10 months
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Congrats on the… symbaby?
I.. Yeah.. Sorry with all the, surprise and anger and worry I kinda didn't process that at all.
Thanks Red. It means a lot.
I'm.. gonna have a baby..
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krissmnasi · 5 years
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Sleeper !
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sunshine-tattoo · 5 years
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venom: *talking to their small horde of symbiote offspring* look. you're my children and we love you. But you're terrible. You're all terrible.
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no-sh1t-sherly · 6 years
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Ya’ll know Eddie and Venom are in a relationship and have a LEGITIMATE CHILD TOGETHER NOW in the comics right???
and Eddie is a GOOD PARENT
I LOVE DAD EDDIE
and their kid is adorable??!?
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Messy Symbkid oc! Her name is Syndicate and she’s kind of apart of my AU idea where Riot and Drake live after the end of Venom and spawn a kid; Syndicate. She’s basically a “bitch, I lived” thing. She is the type of Symbiote who WILL knock over that glass of milk out of pure spite while you’re looking at her and she’s looking back.
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tendervulture · 3 years
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Toxin hanging out with the grandparent. What is the point of being smol if not to lounge comfortably on your larger relative?
I decided to give Vee a “V” marking because it looks cool. All of their descendants have one, but you can’t see it on Tox because of how they’re lounging.
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venomficprompts · 2 years
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Venom decides to "gift" Anne and Dan's child with their own symbiote, and just not mention it to anyone
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I have made yet another meme
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lmtyl · 3 years
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I wrote a thing.
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Hey! How’s it going? I saw that you were doing Halloween asks!
I’d love to see your take on April on Halloween shapeshifting into her own costume, Spidergirl blue but scarier (and smaller since she is almost 7)
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This ended up being the whole family. Because I am out of control.
The boys were running back and forth in the living room, chasing each other around. Dylan had spent the last week making his costume, after changing his mind a dozen times throughout the month leading up to the big night. Now he seemed to be an amalgam of a near dozen superheroes -some fictional, some on their holiday card list- and wanted to make sure he could move quickly in it. Sleeper had insisted that simply changing his shape would be cheating, and now looked like a little boy wearing a duct tape and cardboard box robot costume, and kept tripping over the flaps. Each time he fell, a puff of pheromones gusted off of him and filled the room with annoyance. 
“Father,” he whined, dripping out of the seams in his costume to pull himself back into his usual feline form. “I need more tape.” 
“Just a second, buddy,” Eddie said around a mouthful of safety pins he was using to try to keep his own costume from falling apart. He had flexed to show off in the mirror, and split his Robin Hood costume across the shoulders and Venom refused to let him leave without his sleeves in place. He put the final pin into the chintzy cloth and declared himself suitable before turning back to his son. “Okay, what’s wrong?” he asked, crouching down gingerly. It wouldn’t do to tear out the seat of his tights now. 
Sleeper flicked his tail against the flap that had defeated him and sulked. “I should have used tin foil.” 
“Hey, now that’s a great idea. We can wrap it all up, and you’ll be extra toasty warm, too.” Eddie scratched the top of the little Symbiote’s head and went to the kitchen to find a jumbo roll of foil. “Babe?” he called as he checked the drawers and cupboards. “Do you have all the bags ready?” Holding the roll triumphantly, Eddie trotted back to the living room. 
A rustle and thump followed by a curse sounded from the hall closet, and was Eddie’s only answer until Venom oozed out, trailing several glow in the dark tote bags with grinning pumpkins and puffed up cats on them. “These will not hold enough candy,” he complained. “I told you to get bigger ones.” 
“We can run them back to the house to empty them, if we have to.” Eddie taped the foil down and stood the boxes back up for Sleeper to inspect. “Go get Ape, so we can head out. I want to get to the Manchester’s place before the teenagers start messing with the decorations. You’ll love ‘em.” 
In her room, April was glowering at a sparkly tulle princess tutu that had seemed like a great idea when she first asked her parents to make it, but now seemed like a scratchy monstrosity of glitter and discomfort. Even with extra layers, the elastic waistband pinched too tightly, the tulle brushed against her fingers when she walked, and who even wanted to dress up like a princess anyway when she could have been something cool like a werewolf or a bunch of grapes. 
“Little One?” Venom sent a soft pulse of warning down the connection between them then poked himself through the keyhole in her door to check that she was all right. “You’re not dressed. We will be leaving soon, you have to hurry.” 
“I’m not going,” April declared and crossed her arms over her chest and hoped Venom wouldn’t take her up on it. “My costume doesn’t look right.” 
Venom came the rest of the way through the hole and plopped onto the floor before taking up a mostly human form. “What’s the matter with it?” 
“It’s just… I don’t wanna be a princess anymore.” 
“Then you don’t have to be.” Venom pulled himself in, shifting and throbbing for a moment until he looked like a large snarling mastiff. Then a small dragon. Then a beach ball. 
April giggled and tugged at the cuffs of her shirt. “But Sleeper said it was cheating.” 
“Your brother just wanted to make something. You don’t have to.” He allowed himself to lose his form completely to caress tendrils over his daughter’s cheeks and through her hair. “I am sure you will choose something suitably frightening for the occasion.” 
The boys were waiting at the door for them. Eddie had rent another tear in his costume, this time across his thigh, and given up trying to keep it together. If it survived the night, he’d be happy. A pile of foil wrapped boxes was rocking from side to side, beeping and chirping cheerfully, and Captain SuperShazBatHulkFalcMan was fidgeting with his sword-shield-hammer combo. 
“You look great, pumpkin,” Eddie beamed when April stepped out from behind Venom. She was tiny, and blue, with black webs across her face and arms. “C’mere, it’s going to be a long trip. Wanna ride my shoulders?” 
April grew long talons from her fingers and used them to climb up Eddie’s back to position herself comfortably at the back of his neck. 
She’d try the princess tutu next year. 
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When i was a baby symbiote my dad, venom and eddie who loves me and take care of me but... every changes...
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When my dads gets infected by a marvel zombies heroe supes and i get in the mansion 51 and the dark entity was me and taught me everyth night and now.... i am not sleeper i might true self now i.... am....
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SLEEPER.EXE!
The end
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krissmnasi · 3 years
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my venom artworks are getting notes again and i think that is very neat :)
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