Adding Onto This:

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“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!”

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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“I… No, no, I’m sorry. I don’t think that’s why you’re sad, I was just saying that- well- a lot of symbiotes do that.”

“I don’t know if it counts as cannibalism. Either way though, plenty of symbiotes eat others, so it’s not exactly unnatural. It’s just what we do to survive. The less you think about it, the better.”

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!”

“Yes, yes!”

Parasite didn’t waste a second, latching onto their arm instantly and climbing over to their shoulder.

*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.

PLEASE DO IT PLEASE PLEASE

americans pleeease. please kill elon musk 🙏🙏🥺😔😩🙏 americans! please. Please !!! kill elon musk. don't you remember gun.. ? bang bang ? your favorite game..? Americans... please. 😔🙏 have you forgotten your local deity, captain america: kill nazis??? americans !! I know you can do it 🥺🙏 please americans..

I’ve heard similar things too! Also something about eating an “elongated muskrat”. All I know is that muskrats taste good, and rich people also taste good, so it should taste twice as good!

Mrrr!

(Someone told me that we should eat rich people because they taste good!)

I-

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.

Loki: So you made a suit for him?

Tony: yes

Loki: and you yelled at him for being reckless?

Tony: yup

Loki: and you saw his picture and figured the universe issue out?

Tony: that's right

Loki: you took care of him... found him as inspiration... and what is he to you?

Tony: just a random spider kid

Loki: ...

Tony: ...

Loki: what's his favourite breakfast cereal?

Tony: fruit loop-

Loki:... rAnDoM sPiDeR kId THATS YOUR SON YOU PATHETIC MORTAL!

@god-of-mischief-mcu @under0-0s @multiverse-peterbparker

Evidently this is a hot take, but John Walker is not the "evil Captain America" he's just not Captain America. He was given the title by his superiors, he's maybe arrogant enough to believe that's all it takes to be Cap, but he doesn't really seem to believe that because a lot of what he does in TFatWS smacks of insecurity, trying to prove himself to others AND himself, then his close friend is murdered right in front of him. He snapped and killed the wrong person for it in front of witnesses, but I can't believe no one finds that - or anything about the character - relatable. I relate to it and I've never spent one second in the military, had anyone expect me to fill the shoes of a national hero, or watched my best friend killed right in front of me while fighting international terrorists.