[fair enough, I was struggling to come up with some of these so I accidentally got really vague in certain points. It looks pretty good to me tho!]
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When you’re the brawler who has to be carried by your healer best friend
Yooo, tysm!! Holy shit I actually got a host now damn
If you kill all your hosts have you ever thought about bonding with a Deadpool?
I…
…
@d-adpool WADE, GET OVER HERE I GOTTA TRY SOMETHING
Parasite was, admittedly, panicking.
They were scared. The spider was gone. Their friend was gone.
They were practically vibrating with anxiety as they searched, desperately looking for them. No, no, no, no, I can’t loose another-
They hadn’t bothered to hide in a nonhuman form, hadn’t bothered to take even a bit of precaution as they stood, perched atop a building.
Please… no…
What if they were gone what if they had been disgusted by them what if they were dead what if it’s my fault- Parasite couldn’t take it, couldn’t hold back as they let out a gutteral, alien scream out on the top of their lungs. They whipped around in a wide arc, their tail slamming into the metal railing and their claws painfully tearing into the concrete under them as they fully gave into the overwhelming, suffocating panic.
“Oh…” Parasite’s voice was almost… Sympathetic? Sorrowful? Comforting? One of those.
“I’m sorry for your loss, little one.”
It hesitated again, before carefully speaking again.
“May I… Ask who did that? Who were the humans were studying you. I mean, you don’t need to tell me if you don’t know or don’t want to or anything-“ They quickly added on.
A small blob, the size of a subway rat approaches. It is grey, with a full spectrum of colors dancing over it.
“Hello. We I have not met another of my kind before. I am VICE.”
— @bluejayandvice
“Salutations, little one!”
Parasite crouched down to Vice, their eyes wide as they examined the symbiote
“Vice, you say? I’m Parasite. It’s a pleasure meeting another!”
So like…
Here’s the thing about media literacy. It’s not explicitly stated, but I feel like you should be able to pick up on the context.
Bucky is totally painted as Sam’s love interest in this film????
The pictures in the office???
The way Sam fondly talks about him???
The scene and the context around Bucky actually showing up?????
Sam telling Ruth to back the fuck off his man?????
Like sambucky is as close to canon as ever. They’re boyfriends.
@official-buckybarnes WHAT DOES IT MEAN THERE’S TWO OF THEM NOW???
Bucky, in his apartment: *drinking his morning coffee while watching the news*
*News broadcast showing Joaquin going after two missiles and Sam surfing on another one while getting shot at*
Bucky, slowly putting down his cup and staring at the TV blankly: ... Oh my god, there's two of them.
@official-buckybarnes @spiritarachnid @wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
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Probably foxglove or spider irises, though blue lilies would also be acceptable.
However since I’m not part spider I’m probably (hopefully) not going to die anytime soon, though- if you are part spider, then lifespan is probably more along 47 years, so I take back that statement.
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