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For context, he’s going backwards.
Ok, so, I started playing MGS V recently with a friend, and so I made a little silly doodle for the moment we realized we’re crazy.
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puppetmaster13u · 3 months
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Prompt 192
Danny feels exhausted. His stupid ghost-puberty is annoying, and is affecting even his human form. Which wouldn’t be that bad, except for the fact that instead of having a simple elemental or obsession core, he happens to have a Space one. Technically the Space Core seeing as apparently he’s the newborn Ancient of Space. Or something. 
Urgh, he just wants to get some food from the dollar store down the street, not deal with whatever attempted mugging this is. He’s hangry, and just wants to get some food and curl back up in his mass of blankets back in his tiny apartment. 
So maybe he overreacted. He might have released his very careful hold on his less-than human traits that have been attempting to leak through the last several weeks. On the bright side, he, uh, isn’t hungry anymore and is now back in his nest of blankets. 
On the other hand, there is now a vigilante in his window. 
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veeloopz · 1 year
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Capybaras….
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madeofbees · 7 months
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honest Hannibal promos 1/∞
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thenixkat · 16 days
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The symbiote I'm picturing using for a Dunmeshi crossover would be the 'Venom' symbiote in like, its original characterization and not... what it got flanderized into with the cartoon adaptions of that arc or the movies that... straight up gave the symbiote comic!Eddie's personality.
Like, goes quiet/doesn't communicate when stressed, desperately wants to have a good relationship with its host and eager to please. Initially trying to go under the radar and give its host what it thinks they want. Etc.
(Not that there isn't a place in my heart for face-monster turn stuff, but I don't vibe with what they did to my slime)
And I think it'd mesh well with Laios who also would deeply like some companionship and understanding. And while wairy of some parasitic space slime mold shaking up in his body would also be deeply fascinated by it and the possibility of actually communicating with a 'monster'. And to say nothing of the potential of a transformed state/visual representation of their relationship, ie their Venom/Carnage, and just...
symb: ...claws? Laios: Yes! symb: ...teeth? Laios: Yes! But oh, what kind? There's so much variety? symb: ... ... ... the orc tusks were nice Laios: Oh, yeah, I can see it. Maybe make them a little bigger? symb: Ok!
and also Laios: Eating monsters wont turn you into a monster everyone else: [guesters at all of him and the symbiote] Laios: This isn't from eating monsters, a weird slime from space crawled inside my body, that's why I look like this
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vivitheanimaxen · 6 months
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Tango hadn't had this much physical contact with another mer since he'd gotten separated from his pod.
He was pinned against the cold wall of the pool, Jimmy pressed against him and holding him pinned. Everything was just too much, at the moment. He squeezed his eyes shut, just focused on the water pumping over his gills as his heartrate started to finally slow down.
Okay, back up a bit, how did Tango manage to get himself in this situation?
In all truth, he wasn't entirely sure. He'd been swimming around the pool, trying to get used to the way his ripped fins changed his maneuverability, going as fast as he dared in the enclosed space-- probably faster than was advisable.
It was an anxious tick of his, pacing back and forth when he was attempting to work something out. It helped when the problem was something he could inspect with his hands and where another perspective was incredibly helpful. Not so much when the danger was unseen, unheard, and completely out of his control. At least he could pace, here, rather than being stuck in an empty tidepool not much bigger than two body lengths across.
He'd been talking out loud to himself-- just gibberish, really, thinking out loud as he worked the stiffness out of his muscles. Anything to distract from the eerie quiet. The water being this quiet never meant anything good. He was going to go insane if he had to sit here in silence, just waiting to be ambushed. And him being loud wasn't helping. the sorts of predators that made the sea go quiet were the ones you needed to be quiet to avoid.
He felt like he was going mad anyway. There weren't any predators here, not the type that sound would do anything more to attract. But he simply couldn't bring himself to shut up. It was easier to just keep chattering away to himself, because then maybe he would actually have somewhere to point the pent-up jittery sort of borderline panic that was making his scales itch. Maybe then there would be a physical threat to sink his fangs into, instead of this growing dread and certainty that his pod was dead again.
He'd lost his first pod to a silence like this.
Tango hated silence.
It only took a half a second of distraction for Tango to lose focus on his careful balance of speed and water pressure and the way his fins dragged to slow him down for the turn and-- there was movement, something was above the water.
Thwack--
Well, that hurt. Tango shook his head, at least he'd had the awareness to twist, hitting the wall with his back instead of with his head or shoulder or anything that would've snapped with the wrong amount of pressure.
Then there were bodies in the water, humans surrounding him where he lay on the shallow bottom, a mer circling around behind him for the kill--
It was a split-second decision, and a lucky glance of blond hair versus blue that let him tackle the human into the water and take him hostage.
The other two had gills, but this one didn't.
Once he had his back to the wall and the held in front of him like a shield, the other two kept their distance.
It was Jimmy, the mer he'd yelled at before, and the blue-haired half-thing that'd helped steal Tango and maybe-kill Impulse.
The human he was holding hostage was the one who'd maybe-killed Impulse. In that moment, he was incredibly tempted to bleed the human out right here and now. He was a threat.
"Woah-- woah!! just calm down. we can talk about this, right?" Jimmy had his hands out in a placating gesture, "Just-- let Martyn go, alright? He's done nothing to hurt you, mate--"
"Oh? Why don't you ask him about what happened to my human?" Tango snapped, tightening his grip.
"Don't--! You're gonna hurt him--" Jimmy pinned his fins back in a show of submission, backing off.
But the other one was trying to edge around to the side of him. Tango bared his fangs in response, twisting to face him too, "You stay right there-- don't come any closer--"
The half-thing put up his hands, "Let him go, we're not goin-ta hurt you."
"Tell that to the human you killed--" Tango snarled, flaring his fins in threat, "You killed my human, it's only fair that I get to kill yours."
"Killed--" Jimmy twisted to look at the half-thing, "Scott, did you guys kill somebody?"
"No. No, we didn't kill him. We put him to sleep, that's all." The half-thing-- Scott-- shook his head, "Let Martyn go before you hurt him."
They-- hadn't killed Impulse? Oh. That changed a couple things. Maybe. If Impulse was okay.
A moment before Tango was going to let the human go, something sharp bit him in the arm.
Tango recoiled with a shout, shoving Martyn away.
He got tackled a moment later by Scott, everything starting to go out of focus.
They were all liars. All three of them. Liars and cheats and Tango wasn't going to let them get away with this--
He snapped at Scott, managing to get at least one or two solid bites in before the half-thing could really react. A moment later, Jimmy slammed into the two of them, knocking Tango's head spinning and taking the opportunity to pull them apart.
Tango twisted in his grip, shrieking in anger as he attempted to get his fangs into Jimmy too. He wasn't able to get around to anywhere he could do any damage. A moment later, Jimmy shoved him against the wall.
And that's how Tango found himself in this situation.
He gave a half-hearted flick of his tail, flexing against Jimmy's grip. Tango didn't really want him to let go, but he didn't want to just-- give up.
"Alright. Listen here, you." Jimmy hissed into his ear, "You need to hold your seahorses and actually listen for once, instead of just fighting us all the time. Now. Are you done? or are you going to keep trying to bite me?"
Tango shuddered, letting himself go limp as he tipped his head towards the wall. His mouth felt thick and clumsy and stuffed full of pebbles as he answered, "I'm done. . ."
"Moon and stars above, was that really so hard?" Jimmy asked, not letting Tango go, but loosening the death grip on his arms.
Everything was fuzzy, like the way it'd been when he first woken up here. Whatever it was that'd bitten him was nasty. Nastier than the time Etho had accidentally gotten Tango with his spines.
Jimmy did eventually let go of Tango, after Scott had gone back up to the surface to check on the human. Tango still had to lean against the wall, though. He didn't like his chances of staying upright with the way everything seemed tipped ever so slightly to the left.
He had to admit that he was sad about Jimmy swimming off to also check on his human after a little while longer. Even though Martyn hadn't actually killed impulse, Tango couldn't bring himself to feel guilty about almost drowning the man.
Sue him for being homesick, but Tango couldn't help but want the other mer around.
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glittergoats · 1 year
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“Earlier, you asked us if we came to die...”
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megamindsupremacy · 1 year
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There’s no explaining your way outta this one, Eddie
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bridoesotherjunk · 1 year
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so, since we all agree that Venom uses Eddie's phone and computer while he's asleep- would that mean Venom is an expert on memes?
Venom telling Eddie all about Goncharov in extreme detail one morning and when Eddie is confused Venom says "oh its a fake movie some people on the internet made up"
Eddie walks by a large cat and Venom just ominously says "Bode" in his head
Rudolph is on tv one day and when Eddie tries to change the channel, Venom gets UNreasonably upset about it. He screams along to the elf practice bit.
There's a period where Venom gets weirdly obsessed with Dracula and Eddie cannot figure out why.
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classicconundrum · 1 year
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Working on Symbiot3 stuff, take this!
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mysticalibra1994 · 9 months
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Spiderverse meets Symbiotes (aka Miguel's coupon for Anger Management)
So, we all know that every "Peter Parker", "Gwen Stacy", and "Mary Jane" gets bitten by a spider, gets powers, and becomes Spiderman the moment they put on the suit; All of that is canon...
Does that mean the people from the Venomverse are canon, too?
Imagine if they merged universes! (of course, Miguel would find ways to blame it on Miles)
2018!Eddie Brock: So, all of you are Spiderman? Earth-65B!Gwen: Well, not all of us are "Spiderman". But, yeah. Pretty much. Earth-50101B!Pavitr: Hey, new guy! Where's your suit? 2018!Eddie: *chuckling a bit* Well, I don't know about this "suit", but... *holds his arms out* Come on out, babe. But, don't eat anyone.
And before Pavi could say "Wait, what?", we see Venom oozing out of Eddie to reveal his full-body form and giving a friendly "HI, WE ARE VENOM AND WE LOVE BRAINS AND CHOCOLATE!"
Meanwhile, Miguel is over here like: "Voy a clavar a Miles en el suelo tan profundo que chocará los cinco con su tío muerto, lo juro por el jodido Dios Araña…" [Have fun translating that! LOL] and Earth-616!Peter is like, "Miguel, we don't even know that Miles did this! Miles' mother taught me a little Spanish and you are so lucky that Mayday's with her mother, otherwise you'll have to put a Spider-Quarter in a swear jar!"
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lemonmangosorbet · 5 months
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Last chance to get something before I close my shop for Xmas on Saturday 16th December!
Please reblog this post if you can as it really helps artists like me reach more people 🥺
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sunderedazem · 10 months
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“it’s okay. i promise you, i will be here when you wake up.” with spyscrapper for the drabble prompt?
OHHHHHH YES (thank you!)
There's- something noticeably different about being hurt by the Golden Skriton, as compared to it's lesser counterparts. And as Cal stumbles yet again, holding his side where the beast's stinger had pierced him through and limping, his calf still pouring blood - he tries to puzzle out what. But it's hard to put a name to with the chill of Jedha's cool deserts leeching warmth from his shivering limbs and sapping clarity from his stream of conscious thought. It's hard to figure out with the gash in his back still seeping warmth down his clothes despite the bacta dressings.
He blinks again, and Jedha's deserts burst with kaleidoscopic color before fading back to tans and browns and the oncoming violet of dusk. He's...a bit too far from the base to make it back before nightfall, he thinks fuzzily.
It's a shame BD had stayed with Cordova. The little droid always had been good at making sure the stim capsules didn't get smashed to pieces. And Cal...Cal hadn't been so lucky this go around.
The desert sways back into vibrant colors again, the pain fluttering into strange pulses of neon for a moment, and Cal staggers to a halt, staring absently at the landscape as it flashes green and gold and bright blue around him. He....doesn't think this is precisely normal. Maybe that's what's different about the Golden Skriton sting...?
He doesn't notice he's keeled over on the sand until the grit is cool beneath his cheek and there's spreading warmth sticky and wet beneath his side and- it's a little silly, really, how everything keeps flickering into pretty colors...and the sounds are starting to get weird too, there's a humming buzz that keeps getting louder and louder-
"Cal! Holy shit, scrapper-"
Bode's face is a miasmas of blinding orange and purple above him, and spinning wildly, and Cal giggles weakly up at him. He looks weird. Maybe Cal's just tired.
"Heyyy...jetpack..." he tries to get out- but the words slur on his tongue and garble, and there's a flash of fear on the mercenary's face that seems wrong, very wrong when the pain is drifting away and Cal doesn't really feel all that cold anymore. Dark eyes blink down at him, cutting sharply through the drifting colors and glowing traces of weird lights starting to curdle his vision at the edges. It feels like he's on the edge of a dream, a little. Carefully, Bode's hands trace around the curve of his throat, pressing against his pulse. Cal stares up at him, watching.
He's so pretty. Bode's so pretty it hurts.
There's a strangled sob then, and before he realizes what's happening Bode's sliding his hands underneath Cal's shoulders and knees and lifting. It's comfortable, and Cal's very convinced he's about to have a nice nap listening to Bode's pattering heart. Everything's pleasantly fuzzy now. And Bode is still so-
He sighs, closing his eyes against the bright colors beyond. Bode's handsome. Kissable. He wants to do that, later, maybe.
"You're the pretty one, scrapper," Bode says then, and his voice is choked with fear. "You hang in there, you hear me? Kiss me later, you hear me?"
Cal hums.
"...promise?" he garbles. "promise you'll...be here...?"
Bode chokes again, and his heart's a horrid drumbeat, loud and terrified in his chest. Cal thinks they might be flying.
"I swear to you, Cal. I'll be here when you wake up," he whispers. He sounds so scared.
Cal barely has time to wonder why before the kaleidoscope swallows him.
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(He wakes up three days later, antidote like fire in his bloodstream and bacta plastered over his injuries. Bode is no longer orange and purple, but he is there. Cal thinks that he promised to be.)
(Bode still looks kissable. He always has.)
(Cal kisses him.)
(He's kissed back.)
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mischievous-thunder · 2 years
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Venom: Come on, Eddie! Open the box. I made this present especially for you.
Eddie: *Stares at the nicely wrapped box suspiciously*
Eddie: No strings attached, you say?
Venom, rubbing his hands together and grinning: Yeah, almost.
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dark-elf-writes · 1 year
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Uzumaki clan + potential sea serpent ancestors + developed in the womb of a jinchuriki + raise by Orochimaru + sibling of Anko + son of the fourth + current jinchuriki = naruto being really freakin scary
Oh Naruto is fucking terrifying but the scariest part is the fact with all of that that he’s still an absolute ray of sunshine with the power to pull people in and make them completely devoted to him with little more than a punch and a few words.
Orochimaru is honestly wondering how he managed to get two extrovert children and why they keep bringing home more of them.
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volos-wish · 3 months
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Flash trying to get Venom to reject Otto: Pspspspsps here boy
Superior Spiderman: Peter said it's MY turn with the symbiote.
Flash, extremely confused and also dying: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
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