“I Can Do Either, As Long As I’m Partially Out Like Right Now. Right Now Though, I’m Talking Out

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What do you mean by “didn’t even expect you’d be stuck here so long”? Did somebody kidnap you? Genuine question I’m asking, you sure you haven’t been kidnapped?

You're HOMELESS!?!?

What happened to your parents!?

- @ask-gwenby

oh theyre fine

probably worried

or more likely they think i hate them cs why else would i keep running off

look its really really complicated and i didn't even expect i'd be stuck here so long. it's fine.

Parasite had no idea how they had managed to get invited here.

How does a symbiote, quite literally named “Parasite” for their history to of being nothing but a curse on all of their past hosts, friends, and everybody, get invited to the birthday party of Bucky “a literal Avenger and President” Barnes??

Either way, they had taken a suit and their current hosts form (they didn’t want to scare anyone by showing up as a literal monster) before eventually arriving a bit late to the party.

They gave a slight nod, almost like a bow. After a moment, they spoke up. “Happy hundredth and tenth birthday, President Barnes.”

The grand halls of the White House shimmered under the golden glow of crystal chandeliers, their light reflecting off polished marble floors. The air buzzed with an easy energy, punctuated by the unmistakable rhythm of Celebration by Kool & The Gang playing in the background. The melody of brass instruments and lively beats set the tone—tonight was a night of joy.

Standing near the entrance, President James Barnes with quiet elegance, dressed sharply in a black tuxedo that fit him like a second skin. The crisp white dress shirt beneath was pristine, the buttons aligned with military precision, and his black bowtie added a touch of old-world charm. A small gold brooch gleamed on his lapel, a memento that meant more to him than he’d ever admit. His watch, understated yet expensive, caught the light with every subtle movement of his hand.

His hair was neatly combed back, though there remained that ever-present ruggedness—something about him that no amount of refinement could erase. The well-groomed beard framed his strong jawline, and his piercing blue eyes scanned the room, carrying the weight of a man who had lived through history yet somehow still found himself here, in this moment, waiting.

A ghost of a smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he shifted his stance, hands sliding into his pockets. It wasn’t every day he invited people to something like this, and part of him wondered if anyone would actually show up. The other part? It told him to relax, to enjoy whatever came next.

The doors stood open, the music played, and the night was just beginning.

Would they come?

Would they celebrate with him?

What he’s wearing:

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parryyyyyyyyy! i miss u :(

@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer

Oh, hello!! Hey!! How are you doing?

“Fair enough. Unfortunately the flesh was rotting too much- and i felt a bit guilty too. Probably that last part, actually.”

Another of our kind, fascinating, to think others share our idea!

@rage-the-symbiote aka a @wasteland-squog-baby side blog

“Oh, hello! You’re a symbiote too, I see! It’s always such a pleasure to meet another of our own kind.”

Send “Rumor has it...” And a rumor about my muse

Specify for multimuse blogs.

“Ah, yes. My first host was able to form complete symbiosis with me. Unfortunately, he passed and I was… Unable to save him. After that I’ve been hopping from host to host ever since, I haven’t found one that can fully sustain complete symbiosis without dying soon after. I’ve gone through many, many hosts, unfortunately.”

Another of our kind, fascinating, to think others share our idea!

@rage-the-symbiote aka a @wasteland-squog-baby side blog

“Oh, hello! You’re a symbiote too, I see! It’s always such a pleasure to meet another of our own kind.”

If Hailee Steinfeld isn’t playing a rich girl named Kate who wears lavender and is an excellent shot…

…then her character is dating a rich girl named Cait who wears lavender and is an excellent shot

But either way, she’s going to get captured by someone called Echo/Ekko

i think we should be meaner about people who are super reliant on chatgpt or whatever other AI. i think we should call them intellectually weak and emotionally stunted and mindless corporate shills who have no personalities and who are actively diminishing their capacity for human empathy and creative thought. and i think we should point and laugh at them and call them dweebs

They took “now with more bucky” to a whole new level.

Ah, not much, I mean that’s a bit of an understatement but that doesn’t matter right now what about you?

parryyyyyyyyy! i miss u :(

@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer

Oh, hello!! Hey!! How are you doing?