#cat symbiote

[the-kr8tor]

Ok so I figured out (I think) how to do a request.

Could you please do one where R and Hobie are being gf and bf, but Blob just wants R’s attention and when they see Hobie having all of it Blob is like “Move u ain’t her child 😒”

If you can write that my life would be filled with joy plis 😭🩷🩷🩷🩷

I got you, lovely!! Hope u like it 🫶

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: no use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, CW food mentions, Cat symbiote AU, Blob the Symbiote cat AU, FLUFF

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You and Hobie are doing your own thing, with the telly on, you rewatch your favourite series whilst you munch on chips, the sound of crunching gets Hobie's attention from his gadget. He's been tinkering on the dining table, brows knitted together in frustration.

Huffing, he calls it a day, fingers stiff and aching from pinching small mechanical parts. Hobie flicka his eyes on an unusually quiet Blob. The symbiote cat purrs on top of the fridge, twin tails swinging from side to side, sweeping the top door. Hobie guesses that Blob has discovered the warmth on top.

Taking the opportunity to finally cuddle you on the couch without the alien in the middle hissing at him. He makes his way towards you, socked feet padding on carpeted floors.

Without warning, he takes the cheesy bag from you, placing it on the coffee table.

You look up at him, mouth full of cheesy goodness, eyes questioning him. “bhat?”

Hobie lays his head on your lap, prompting you to lay your legs flat on the settee. He sighs into your stomach, nosing your shirt, hand splayed over your lower back, hand squished in between you and the couch. He doesn't seem to mind it though, with how his eyes are closed, furrowed brow smoothing out as you trace his spine with your knuckles.

His legs dangle off the arm rest, too tall for the three seater couch.

“Tough day?” You flick your eyes from the telly to his scrunched face.

He groans into your shirt in a reply, you feel the vibration from his throat, tickling you a bit.

“Can you at least get my crisps back before turning me into your pillow?” You fold yourself, to whisper right in his ear, knowing what it does to him.

With your lower back aching, he twists around to aim his webshooter at the snack, snatching it right from the table to his hand.

Hobie hands it to you before he goes back to his previous position.

“Spiderman has saved the day once again.” You announce it like an anchorman from the twenties.

“Dork.” He murmurs into your shirt, leaning slightly to look up at you. “Crisps me.” opening his mouth comedically, you giggle at the sight.

“You’re the dork, dork.” You feed him chips while you watch your show.

Instead of Hobie watching with you, he watches your expressions shift from smiling to a frown. He bets the show is entertaining but he's more interested in watching you laugh and pout at the telly.

You feed him another crisp, Hobie tilts his head when a black mass flashes on your side. In a quick movement that he couldn't even anticipate, Blob has flopped on top of Hobie's face, suffocating him in all his blobby symbiote self.

Hobie rapidly sits up, you dodge his oncoming face. Blob stays attached to his face. For a second you thought he's trying to bond with Hobie again but Blob hisses when Hobie tries to pry the alien off his face.

“Love, a bit of help?” He struggles, Blob's tentacle-like limbs stretch as Hobie moves him further away, but the little symbiote is stuck on him like glue.

You huff, thinking that Blob needs to be trained better at co-existing with Hobie. Scratching the one spot you know Blob can't resist, you coo at him even though you're currently annoyed at the alien. His milky white eyes close, limbs loosening their hold on Hobie's head.

Blob drops like a sack of potatoes on Hobie's lap, triumphantly making his way to your lap. He purrs, curling around himself happily.

“You little shit. I was there first!” Hobie puts his foot down. You stop him with a look, wordlessly telling him an ‘I've got this’. He lets you, crossing his arms on his chest like a kid who didn't get his candy.

You take Blob by his armpits, looking right at his big white eyes. “If you want to cuddle you gotta share. Do you understand, Blobius Cornelius Blobirington? You can't just suffocate Hobie—” he meows like he's arguing back. “Anyone for that matter, you can't just do that. Got it?”

Blob moves his head towards Hobie, glaring his alien eyes towards the man.

“Hey! Play nice.” You place Blob on your shoulder, he immediately splayes himself over, lounging. But you don't see his scowl thrown at Hobie. “See? Compromise. We don't fight for attention.”

“He's literally tryin' to kill me with his stare.” Hobie points at Blob. You crane your neck to look but you only see him happily sleep on your shoulder. “What a wanker.”

“Don’t rile him up. Come back here, the spot’s all yours.” Patting your lap, he crawls over to you still huffing and puffing at how Blob is spoiled.

You just want to watch your show in peace, hopefully they stay asleep until you finish the episode.

[daydreamerwonderkid]

Yeah, I'm still thinking about these two :3

Obligatory click for better quality

You do NOT have permission to repost my art.

Meme reference under cut

[qirarey123]

I know in the comics, Hobie has a symbiote dog, but what if he has a symbiote cat instead?

Headcanon he casually has his pet symbiote cat living in his houseboat, gwen freaks out when she came over to hangout

[suethesocks]

I think this is singlehandedly my biggest contribution to the spider-man community

[hollowsart]

Acedia Sinistersonas + Hero/Villain Swap Otto & Beck!!

Based on my [concept post] !!!

Me as various Spider-Man villains + Morbius as a treat!!

Feel free to ask me about any of these, except for White Rabbit, Black Rabbit, Mysteria, and Goblin.. I got no lore ideas for them, they were just a lot of fun to draw LOL

these vary from: Tour gone wrong, science fair/convention volunteer demonstration gone wrong, wrong place wrong time. Ya girl is just phenomenally unlucky.

(I know Otto still looks a bit like an octopus, but shhh--)

[karmathehalflander]

A little doodle I didn’t plan on finishing never mind posting and definitely not animating but here we are.

[bonefall]

Can we see the sprite?

@crowfaraday

Turnabout Bumble: Prosecutor Bonefall makes his opening statement against Clear Sky

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow"

[darkopsiian]

symby is just my excuse to draw black cats

[mythicalmochiii]

After all, why not have a symbiote cat!

Original Idea from @qirarey123

[current-comix]

Nathan Szerdy

[the-kr8tor]

OMFG AHHHHHHHH!!! BLOBIE FANART?!!!! SCREAMING ‼️ KICKING MY LEGS‼️BITING AT MY ENCLOSURE‼️ LOOK AT HIM‼️‼️‼️OOHH BIG STRETCH

He's so adorable! I wanna pet him but he'll bite my fingers off 😆 Oh you have fed me well, Tony!!! I LOVE IT I LOVE U 💕 Thank you so much!! 😘❤️❤️❤️

Brb I'm gonna tattoo this inside my eyelids so I can see blobie's cute face whenever i blink and sleep

@the-kr8tor Venom cat

Mlem

[the-kr8tor]

What if R gift Blobie as a companion to Pirate! Hobie? (*/ω＼*) She rescued the lil guy/abomination from the water cause "poor cute thing can't swim just like her". It was a trick. Blobie came from water, he just wanna stay in R's sweet caring hands, except now he's stuck with her sassy pirate captain xDD They have love-hate relationship but unites when R is in danger/needs help with smth -🦊

Thank you for the lovely request, foxy!! Changed it up a bit, hope you don't mind 🫶

Pairing: Pirate! Hobie Brown x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, blob the symbiote cat AU, pirate AU, fluff.

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“Hobie, look!” You raise the gooey cat shaped thing in front of him. Its little paws (or that's what you think it is) wiggles in your grasp, milky white eyes all round and happy.

The captain looks from the map, the sun making him squint, searing heat melting him and the sand in his pants making him uncomfortable. Good thing you're here on the godforsaken island that the map has brought the entire ship to its beach or he'll definitely be crankier than he already is.

With the sun behind you, a white halo of light around you, bathing you in its heavenly glow; he leans closer to see better, which the creature did not like at all. The little entity yowls, almost scratching him.

“Fuck!” He shouts, jumping away. “What is that?!”

“Bad Blobie! We don't scratch the captain.” You flip the cat-like creature in your grasp, scolding it. Blob's eyes blink slowly, head tilting, trying to decipher what you said. “that,” you flip him again to face Hobie, “is the captain, you don't—” it mewls angrily. “—hey! Listen, you don't scratch or bite the captain or anyone. Got it?”

Blobie lays limp in your hands, surrendering. Hobie watched on with a confused look, scratching the back of his neck. He loves how you're so patient with the creature but he is eternally confused as to where or how you got it. Especially that you only left him on his own for only five minutes. (he counted)

“Love,” he sees you carry it like a newborn baby. “Should you even be holding that? I don't think its a cat”

“Of course it's a cat! Look at his ears,” his ears droop slightly, a black mass in Hobie's eyes. “his fluffy tail” it swishes to the side, and he swears he saw it change shape for a second. “his cute little eyes and he meows! So Blob is definitely a cat!” you smile happily at Hobie. He's not convinced.

“Where'd you find it?”

“Right near the shore, under some rocks. He looked like he needed help and when I took a closer look, he was stuck under it so I helped.”

“That was very kind of you, scuttlebutt, but we can't keep him.” Hobie opens the map again, counting his steps on the heated sand.

“But he'll die here!” You follow closely. “And you said the ship has rats so he can help kill them. Come on, Hobie!”

“Finn is doing just fine handling those rats.”

You scoff, “are you sure about that? He was all moody yesterday, even grumbling to himself. Please?” blocking his path, you give him your best smile that you know always gets the all powerful pirate.

Blob purrs, clinging to your shirt.

Hobie huffs, “we don't need another mouth to feed, love, ‘sides, Yuri is allergic.”

“Oh…” he almost caves in with the sad look you have on your pretty face.

Sighing, he reaches towards you, bringing you closer to him without losing his place on the sand. Pressing his face closer to your temple, he kisses you gently, trying to get the pout off your lips.

“Sorry,” kiss, “we just don't have the space just yet. After we find this treasure and buy the second ship, we can come back for him, yeah?”

“He might be dead by then.” You look at him forlornly, “I'll take good care of him, promise. I'll give him my rations.”

“And let you starve—?” The ‘cat’ leaps off your arms, running quickly into the thicket.

“Blob! Wait!” You run after it, leaving Hobie in the dust.

“Y/N! Damn It” Taking a stick, he plops in into the sand to save his last position before running after you.

Dodging branches and jumping over rocks, your sudden scream lights his nerves. Breathing heavily, blunderbuss at the ready, he follows the guttering sound.

Hobie finds you kneeling on the jungle floor, frantically heading towards you, he holds you by the shoulders, checking for injuries.

“What–are you alright?” You don't respond, still looking behind him. “Love!” He shakes you, holding your face tenderly. And with that you grin widely. Raising his eyebrows, he follows your line of sight.

Blob digs rapidly, too fast for a cat or even a dog. His movements are almost blurred, sand and dirt flying everywhere; Revealing thousands of gold doubloons and jewelry.

Blob shakes himself clean, sitting down in front of you, tail curling around his legs, licking himself clean.

“Do you want to keep him now?” You say with a smile, hand tapping his cheek. “Hobie?”

“I think I love this bloke.” He exclaims, eyes wide at the shining treasure.

“More than me?” You joke, embracing his middle.

“Maybe.” He teases back, kissing your cheeks like a man starved.

[heckcareoxytwit]

An AU story of What If Black Cat got the Venom Symbiote.

Extreme Venomverse #2, 2023

[qirarey123]

An unfinished sketch, I might finish this tho

[rokishimizu4]

A goddess intervention, a goddess’s blessing

(Tomorrow is gonna be a sad day for me. It’s the anniversary of my Grandpa’s passing which is dubbed as ‘Rod’s Day’-it’s the stupidest thing ever and I hate it. So, sorry if this and Superman’s are not happy ones, but I’m still sick and still very feral)

Diana Prince, aka Wonder Woman, usually only prays to her mother for one of two things. One; she misses her and needs womanly advice. Two: She needs her mother’s divine guidance and blessings.

And after learning from Superman, and under the Lasso of Truth, that Luther funded, and many others also funded, a mysterious organization that was not only researching life on other planets, but stories on how life was created on Earth (From MANY mythologies and religious). She knew that she needed help.

She knows that she can never return to her people, nor her home, but she knows that she can still pray to her mother and hope to hear her words once again.

It takes a week of prayer and even a bit of John Constantine’s help, but she finally has a stable, if not weak, connection to her mother and begs for her guidance.

Unfortunately, the laws of the Universe and the rules of the Gods leave very little, or no room at all, for interventions, even if it is playing with the lives of others.

At least until John Constantine begins his own questions and prayers, and try as her and her mother might, he was not going to allow some rouge scientists play God on innocent lives.

He does allow Wonder Woman and her mother a few moments more of conversation, before he leaves to have his own questions answered by other forces unknown to Diana.

”My dear daughter, this is not a war that you can win with a leveled head. Even the most sane of men make sacrifices for fated futures.”

Diana leaves with more questions than answers, but she does her best to heed her mother’s advice as the hours pass with little word from Constantine or the Bat family.

Diana walks the rooftops of Gotham, looking at the stars and listen to the nightlife come and goes. She waits for a sign of danger, or a sign of approval, but none come to her.

She takes a seat on an empty apartment balcony, soon to be joined by Cat Woman, and stays quiet for a moment or two. Just remembering her past and what she had given up for her future. And wonders if her mother was right to sacrifice herself for Diana’s happiness.

“I can see the steam coming out of your ears hun.” Cat Woman teases, but Diana knows that she feels the pressure as well, before continuing, “What dog’s barking up your tree?”

”My mother gave me a warning, but I fear that I’m no closer to the answer than when I first prayed for her guidance.” Diana returns, allowing herself this moment of vulnerability which she has not shared with anyone but her first love.

“Well, I’m heading to Harley’s place later for a girl’s night, maybe clearing your head might get that hairball out of your throat.”

Cue Lightbulb over Diana’s head.

“Yes! She is the ones Gotham rouges turn to for their problems. Including the one that speaks in riddles and the fear scientist! Come! Let us be on our way!”

Cue a very Confused Cat Woman being eagerly dragged towards Harley’s apartment, with her giving Harley a quick heads up to bring her psychological thinking hat along with the booze and food.

[seffocate]

guys i swear ik how to draw hands :( (i was lazy)