Parasite noticed the pause in their voice, the slight hesitance. That usually meant regret or nervousness, didn’t it?
Make a connection with her to acknowledge that you know that something’s wrong, but don’t push it or make a fuss about it.
“Ah, I get that. I’ve been doing good though, surprisingly.”
They should get it over now, just… cut the bandage off? Wait, no, that was wrong, it was rip the bandaid off, that was it.
“Can I… Show you something? It’s nothing weird, I promise, just- well… It’s hard to explain?”
Wow, great job trying not to sound weird!
Gwen didn't go to Hudson Yard often. That would be obsessive. She didn't even expect to find Alice there.
But she would be lying if she claimed she didn't spend more time at the park than she used to. It was a good place to rest and sometimes patrol got stressful, so she'd take a few minutes and stop by.
Yeah, part of it was that it reminded her of Alice and she was able to feel a little less odd for a few minutes, but she wasn't trying to find them. That would be invasive. Gwen was getting better at recognizing that.
She sighed as she pulled at the grass, letting her mind wander. She tried to stay alert, she really did, but it felt like such a chore when there was simply her, grass, and air. So she let it go for a bit.
The wind blew at her side, not too strong, but it still made her shiver.
She heard footsteps as people wandered by. Not many, but some. Few stopped, which made sense. It was late and Gwen stayed hidden from the walkway between a tree and some bushes.
[Continue however you wish, sorry it took this long]
@spiritarachnid
Parasite had been lurking around Hudson Yard too, though they hadn’t been doing so as much.
Parasite had been in partial symbiote form. They had started to get more and more confident each day with it, especially after realizing that this was New York, where most people were used to aliens and mutants.
That didn’t change the fact that people still hid away, or grimaced, or moved away, or started to reach for concealed guns whenever they saw them, which was why they had been lurking a bit in the more shadowy parts of Hudson park when they had seen Gwen again.
Parasite almost did a double take, seeing the first person that had treated them normally and given them a chance. They had almost charged forwards before remembering that they didn’t have Alice as a host anymore, and seeing a symbiote host charging at them probably would be quite the alarming sight. Instead, they stood there for a moment, just staring, trying to contemplate what the next best move would be. They were really starting to regret not telling Gwen before they had parted they were a symbiote.
@official-buckybarnes I gotta know how accurate this is
[The Avengers cooking skills]
Sam and Wanda: [master chef]
Bucky: [knows a few recipes]
Yelena: [can follow instructions on a box]
Carol: [made toast once]
Kate and Scott: [banned from the kitchen]
Bitches love reblogging this post every Tuesday the 18th
“Sure. I don’t mind too much, as long as whatever it is isn’t too loud.” Parasite was mostly just glad to have a host, glad they could rest for a moment without the worry of a host dying or having to find a new one.
*Wheelie skips over to the spot that Parasite said and he looks around.*
Heyyyy, I’m here!
*He’s wearing a bright pink unicorn hoodie and pink cargo pants so he shouldn’t be too hard to spot.*
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Parasite drops from the tree, letting go of the ant they had temporarily grabbed onto.
“Hey! Over here!”
The small alien moved closer, looking up at them.
“I… Guess you’re not entirely wrong.”
Parasite replied, a look of surprise forming on their face, seemingly deep in thought as they considered Vice’s words. They hadn’t really thought about it like that before, but they did seem to have a point.
“I think you’re one of the least vengeful symbiotes I’ve seen. Though, that’s a good thing, especially here, in this world.”
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!”
big fan of your work. both in a culinary sense and in a dealing with rude people effectively sense.
might i have you for dinner some time? Dr Hannibal Lecter
Of course! I’ll check with the person I’m staying/currently bonded with first, but that would be great! I’m not the best cook though, I’ll admit.
No thank you to the first one. The second one seems fine with me, though I sense some sort of an undertone to a deeper meaning to it.
I’ll accept that, though.
can i call u nicknames???? i can’t think of any but ill do some thinking
@wheelbarrowofstagefourcancer
Depends. Most nicknames I’m fine with, I’ve taken all sorts of names that weren’t mine. As long as it isn’t something like “face eater” or “chomper.”
I miss them
Silly captain guy, take this photo of the time I possessed/bonded to a cat
I’m having a really shitty fucking day please reblog with pictures of your pets
*sighs dramatically as I pull out a gun* I’d typically eat this dude, but if this guy’s hygiene is anywhere similar to his opinions, then I’d probably get E-coli by touching him
Oh my fucking god.
Reblog account/personal blog is @https://www.tumblr.com/that-annoying-raven-the-sequel
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