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Marvel Spooktober #6
Title: Marvel Spooktober #6
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Matt Murdock x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Transformation
Words: 1,049
Warnings: Violence, mention of death
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @daredevilcentral
The moon was full as it hung in the dark midnight sky, you blearily rubbed your eyes as you parked your vehicle and stepped out of it. It was another eventful night in Hell’s Kitchen as you nodded your head tiredly at the patrol officer who was in charge of the perimeter. You noticed Officer Crawford standing by the door to the little bodega and walked over to him.
“What do we got Crawford?” you asked softly knowing that it wasn’t going to be good.
“Evenin’ Detective.” he greeted as he began to lead you into the crime scene. “We’ve got three dead from what look like animal attacks. Slashed from shoulder to hip across their fronts, they bled out within minutes. The store is a mess and the bodega clerk is pretty much catatonic. Keeps mumbling about a monster of some sort. No one can get anything out of him.” he explained grimly and you nodded your head along to his words.
“Cameras?” you asked as your eyes darted around the bodega knowing that there’d be at least something.
“All operating except for one in the money room. Haven’t had a chance to view the footage yet though. Figured we’d let you get a feel for the scene and then view the video.” he responded and you nodded your head again.
You turned to the scene and nearly vomited on the floor, blood was spilled everywhere. The floor was coated in at least a half inch layer of blood and it was starting to congeal quickly as you tried not to step in it as the crime scene clean up crew moved about cleaning it up. Three bodies were being bagged by the medical examiner and CSI was already gathering evidence and photographing everything. Your eyes darted around the store and began to jot down anything that stood out to you as Crawford led you further into the store.
“Any connection between the victims?” you asked curiously and Crawford nodded his head at your question.
“All gang members from the local drive-by shootings in Hell’s Kitchen.” he responded and you looked at him surprised which made him nod his head grimly.
“What a coincidence.” you said derisively and Crawford chuckled darkly at your words. “Alright let me go about the scene for a little bit. Do me a favor and set up the video and just leave it for me.” you told Crawford who nodded and walked back to the back room of the store before leaving the store all together. You moved to the back of the store and began taking note of the whole scene, making sure to jot down any little details that stood out to you. You heard the back door of the bodega open slightly and you looked over your shoulder at the now familiar red Devil. “Right on time Devil I’m about to view the footage of the crime. Care to join me?” you ask him before moving to the back room of the bodega not waiting for an answer that will never come.
You had met Hell’s Kitchen Devil on one of your very first crime scenes, he had fallen right in the middle of it due to a fight he had nearly lost on the roof above you. After having the biggest scare of your life you had helped the Devil get situated and cleaned up before going back to your scene and finding more clues that he had unearthed. He had helped you a lot during that first scene and every scene he showed up to after that, he was a great asset to have since he wasn’t limited by protocol and policy like your career was. Plus he was able to get more information on things happening in the city at a quicker rate.
Walking into the back room of the bodega you took a seat at the little table that had the computer monitors on it where the video would be able to be viewed. You felt the man walk in after you and crowd behind you as you began to click on the play button of the video. The two of you watched as the store came into view through two camera angles, one from the back of the store and one from the front of the store. The shop owner was manning the register while there was a hooded man at the back of the store looking at the soda through the refrigerator glass door. About five minutes later the three gang members entered the store and you noticed the hooded man tense in his stance. The three gang members then crowded near the man at the back of the store and looked as if they were having a one sided conversation with him, most likely taunting him as that gang was wont to do.
The man didn’t seem to react until one of the gang members leaned closer to him and said something in his ear. That was when the man flinched back and snapped something back at the gang members who all jerked back at his outburst. You watched the hooded man avidly as he began to breathe heavily as he took a step back away from the gang members. The members all gathered close and pulled out their weapons, a mix between lethal and non lethal weapons to defend themselves. The hooded man seemed to pulse with his heaving breaths and right before your eyes you watched in horror as he grew in size almost like the hulk but his body sprouted hair and his face elongated into a wolf’s snout.
“Oh my god!? He’s a werewolf? Is that a thing?!” you asked bewildered as your eyes widened and continued to watch as the man fully transformed into a werewolf and howled loudly enough to shake the camera on the wall. He then turned and attacked the gang members, his long claws swiping effortlessly across their chests and opening the wounds that they ultimately succumbed to. You gasped softly as you watched the werewolf turn and glare at the camera before howling loudly once more causing the camera to glitch and go dark. “Holy shit.” you said softly into the quiet room and the Devil at your back nodded his head silently.
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𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑!
howdy! it's two weeks till october, and that means kinktober season. i've planned a very elaborate (and spicy) menu for you lot. it's my first ever kinktober event, so don't be too harsh on me. stay tuned for the good stuff!
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🎃 minors dni! for the rest of yall please be mindful of warnings and tags before reading (a lot of these fics may contain sensitive/triggering stuff!)
🎃 all fics will be dom!reader x sub!marvel women. (mainly wanda maximoff and natasha romanoff). don't like, don't read.
🎃 posts relating to this kinktober event will be tagged as 'sytoran's kinktober 2023'
🎃 i generally like to write reader as more masc-representing, and only either fem!reader or gender-neutral!reader (no male!readers)
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 — 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄
🎃 OCTOBER 001.
somnophilia | CW!wanda x beefy!avenger!reader
summary: after a particularly taxing work day, there's no better stress relief than your cute little bunny sleeping half-naked in your bed.
cont: mild non-con, vaginal fingering, begging, daddy kink
🎃 OCTOBER 003.
blowjob | secretary!natalie rushman x ceo!reader
summary: natasha's mission to retrieve a thumbdrive file involves seducing a high-ranking executive, and the seduction goes smoothly. a little too well, in fact, that she doesn't notice you're not all you seem to be.
cont: reader has a cock, power play, begging
🎃 OCTOBER 005.
thigh-riding | IW!wife!wanda x gn!reader
summary: you've always loved writing stories since young, but the tale of you and your wife writes itself, and it ends with a sweet happy-ever-after.
cont: soft sex, established relationship, romance + fluff
🎃 OCTOBER 007. [POSTPONED]
stockholm syndrome | AOU!wanda x hydra!reader
summary: after being taken as hostage by HYDRA's runaway assasin, newbie avenger wanda is prepared for pretty much anything, except developing feelings for her captor.
cont: reader has a metal prosthetic arm, humiliation, degradation
𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐖𝐎 — 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋𝐒
🎃 OCTOBER 009.
mermaphilia | mermaid!wanda x pirate!reader
summary: as captain of a notorious gang of pirates, you've got a reputation of steel, but when there's a pretty little mermaid presenting herself for you, there's no chance in hell you're not saying yes.
cont: sweet talk, begging, humiliation, overstimulation
🎃 OCTOBER 011.
size kink | roomate!natasha x werewolf!reader
summary: despite your countless pleads for natasha to stay away during the full moon, she decides to brave the beast and be right by your side during your transformation. she gets a lot more than what she bargained for.
cont: (very) rough sex, reader has a cock, breeding, creampie
🎃 OCTOBER 013.
knife play | bimbo!wanda x ghostface!reader
summary: for years on end you've chased sweet revenge. from being your high school bully to the fount of your desires, wanda maximoff is your esteemed salvation and utter demise. today, you plan on taking it all back.
cont: dubious consent, degradation, fingering
𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 — 𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒
🎃 OCTOBER 015.
tit-fucking | milf!natasha x amab!reader
summary: your wife thinks you've been acting a little off lately. she tries possible solutions to lighten your mood, but eventually it comes down to the 'hard' truth that you wanna fuck her tits.
cont: reader has a cock, teasing, possessiveness, praise
🎃 OCTOBER 017.
breeding press | housewife!wanda x amab!reader
summary: your wife looks a little too good on a particular weekday morning. spoiler alert - you end up late for work that day.
cont: reader has a cock, daddy kink, possessiveness, marking
🎃 OCTOBER 019.
public sex | milf!natasha x mechanic!reader
summary: natasha's had a completely shit day, and the last straw is when her car breaks down on the way home. the unbelievably sexy mechanic who shows up to fix her car makes it an unforgettable night.
cont: daddy kink, horniness, hot mechanic stuff
🎃 OCTOBER 021.
wall sex | cheerleader!natasha x footballer!reader
summary: natasha gets more attached than expected after a one-night-stand with the college's infamous player, both on the field and with the ladies. however, she's always been good at getting what she wants.
cont: very long fic, squirting strap-on, cunnilingus
𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 — 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒
🎃 OCTOBER 023.
exhibitionism | agent!peggy x lieutenant!reader
summary: there's nothing quite like a classic 1940s sapphic romance, except the element of 'forbidden' doesn't apply to you; you're eating your wife out under her office desk as she speaks to - or least, attempts to speak to - her military soldiers.
cont: office sex, cunnilingus, fingering, edging
🎃 OCTOBER 025. [POSTPONED]
aphrodisiac | witch!agatha x hunter!reader
summary: during one of your hunting sessions in the woods, you stumble across a little wooden shack that wasn't there before. your curiosity gets the better of you, but you aren't prepared for what lies beyond.
cont: non-con, sex pollen, riding, power bottom
🎃 OCTOBER 027. [POSTPONED]
caught masturbation | college!kate x professor!reader
summary: kate's your best student, diligently attentive in your lectures. who knew that there were hidden intentions behind all that attention she paid to your teaching. or more specifically, you.
cont: age gap, professor kink, humiliation, fingering
𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 — 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒
🎃 OCTOBER 029. [POSTPONED]
brat-taming | bimbo!wanda x sugarmommy!reader
summary: what was supposed to be a relaxing day off at the bar turned awry when your pretty little girlfriend stepped in. wanda has a little too much fun toying with those sleazy men, so it's up to you to teach her a lesson.
cont: bathroom sex, spanking, hair-pulling, degradation
🎃 OCTOBER 030. [POSTPONED]
omegaverse | omega!natasha x alpha!reader
summary: while visiting your sister, kate, at the avengers compound, you stumble into none other than the black widow. there's big reputations, miscommunications, sexual tensions, and a whole lot of hot sex.
cont: flirting, seduction, heat/rut, mating bite
🎃 OCTOBER 031. [POSTPONED]
mirror sex | barbie!wanda x gynecologist!reader
summary: a sequel to 'doctor's orders'. wanda's curious nature to explore her new body intimately leads you to purchase a full-length mirror in your shared apartment. you teach her everything she needs to know.
cont: fingering, guided masturbation, power play
credits to @cafekitsune for the line dividers i will be using
do not copy, edit, or translate my works.
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2022 Writers' Review
It's already two months into the year, but I'm still going to do this, because I think it's such a nice thing. I was tagged by @lavandulacosmos and @natures-marvel thank you! 💕
1. What is your AO3 account?
brownest_goldfish
2. How many words did you write total in 2022?
34'481, according to AO3 stats
It's not a lot of words, but I feel like this was the year I've developed most as a writer so far, especially writing the first chapter of Lamb and the last chapter of my spooktober fic and I'm very proud of that ✨
3. How many fics did you publish in 2022? How many multichapters vs oneshots?
12 fics, 3 multichaptered and 9 oneshots (and of the 3 multichaptered ones only one is finished so you can see that this is not where my strength lies agajsks but i'm trying to do it more and i actually love it!)
4. What was your longest fic? Your shortest fic?
"A Lover in the story" (finished) is the longest at 9987 words but I published 5000 of those in 2023. Otherwise the longest is "A Lamb for Our Love" at 8618 words so far (one of two chapters)
The shortest is "With a smile" at 412 words. The shortness is owed to it being only one scene, more of a picture I imagined after reading Cry Wolf by @roccinan – and since I can't draw, I decide to write it down 🥰
5. What was your most popular fic? Your least popular fic?
I find this so hard to say, because numbers can never really encapsulate this, and every piece of appreciation from anyone for any fic is a gem in itself. But just for simplicity I'll go for Kudos and Hits here:
The one with most Kudos and Hits is funnily one I didn't write for Berlermo, but for "Arcane" as a birthday gift for @stilljustbitten: "Ice blue" got 113 Kudos and 842 Hits, probably owed to the fact that this fandom is just a bit bigger. My most popular Berlermo fic in 2022 in numbers is "Art and Attraction" at 83 Kudos and 755 Hits.
The least popular in numbers is "Love wins" at 16 Kudos and 146 Hits.
6. What fic didn’t perform as well as you thought it would?
I didn't expect a specific amount of reaction on any of them, so I'd say none of them. Every interaction with on of my fics just made me go "oh!🥰"
7. What fic performed way better than you thought it would?
I'd say "Like the Painting of a sorrow" because it was this oneshot I came up with, wrote and posted within 24 hours, a random idea after reading Dorian Gray. That being said, I am very proud and fond of it, so it made me so happy that it was appreciated!
And also "Love wins", I struggled getting the first chapter together and was worried it was too chaotic, and I was so happy it got good feedback.
8. What was your favorite fic you wrote from 2022?
I'm most proud of and currently most emotionally attached to "A Lover in the story". I'm especially proud of the last chapter, mostly because I managed to write it at all and make something I really like of it.
A Lamb for our Love stands right next to it though – although it's still not finished. (Not because I neglected it, but just because the second chapter is so hard to write) and I'm so excited for what it will become <3
9. What was your favorite fic that somebody else wrote in 2022?
Reducing this to one would be a shame, so I'll list a few 😊
and that was the moment i knew by @alfredo-kesmann
Andrés has Hanahaki disease and coughs up red roses. Whose favourite flowers could those be?
It had started with inconspicuous coughing, a few weeks ago. Soon followed the shaky breaths, the trouble breathing normally at random times. Then, came the shaking fingers, half a week later, creating unavoidable unsteady black lines in the painting he had been working on, the jawline of his self portrait now ruined.
A beautiful take on the trope, with all the drama befitting Berlermo, and overall an extremely romantic and enjoyable read.
Chimera 키메라 by @signorin-anarchia
A sort of crossover of Money Heist Korea and La casa de papel. Andrés is in the concentration camp Korean Berlin was in. Martín joins him there.
His mother's arms are a cradle, a safe haven.
A shelter from all that is evil on earth.
He can remember the faded feeling of bones colliding, rubbing, which nevertheless feels as comfortable as nothing in the world.
Nothing in the whole world.
But there's never much more than anything in the world.
And now his mother's arms are pincers, stealing his life, locking his way.
A very interesting concept with beautiful execution, and very poetic prose that aches just right when you read it.
The Swan's Symphony by @nharidy
Martín plans another and executes heist after the gold heist, and a rescue mission for Andrés on the side – who is alive but asuffering <3. All the old members of the gang are there, and also a lot of new additions.
“Is this true?” Estocolmo asked, turning to El Professor. Mirko, however, was looking at Palermo. It doesn't matter whether it's true or not , he realized. Palermo wasn’t there because one night in the future he might get killed in his bed.
No, he was there for the one and only reason he's ever done anything since Mirko knew him.
El Profesor sighed.
This genuinely feels like a continuation of lcdp. It gives all the vibes of the show, the characters, their interactions and the action, flashbacks and execution of the heist are spot on. Just overall extremely fun to read.
Remember what your old pal said by @roccinan
La casa de papel Toy Story AU. Andrés is a bullfighter doll, and he finds Martín in the collection he belongs to. But what is Martín really up to?
Andrés is beautiful. And he doesn’t need a mirror to tell him what he already knows. Because he can stare at anything that bounces back light for a wonderful view of himself from head to toe: sunglasses, helmet visors, watches, or even the window on a bright spring day.
He has a slim, well-proportioned frame, a statuesque figure that expertly hides a body of incredible might and power within its wires.
This is genuinely just hilarious, and Andrés is perfectly delusional in it. And the Berlermo romance is so sweet – with an added element of darkness, of course.
10. Tag your friends to do this year-end fic review as well!
I think everyone has already been tagged and done this agajsks but I'll tag the ones I haven't seen doing it, please just ignore this if you have ✌🏼💕 @dormarunt @liz @signorin-anarchia @oreo @lammaducks ✨
#writer's review 2022#la casa de papel#lcdp#money heist#berlermo#martín berrote#andrés de fonollosa#berlin#palermo
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Marvel Spooktober #2
Title: Marvel Spooktober #2
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: TASM!Peter Parker x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Wandering
Words: 2,514
Warnings: Mention of death, gunshot wound, ghosts, dying wish
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @prongslov
The autumn air cut through his suit like an icy spear as he sat atop the Empire State Building, it’s late in the evening and he’s on patrol tonight hoping for an easy night but knowingly aware that it won’t be. Just as he’s about to lean back on his perch the radio scanner begins to key up with activity and he sighs softly knowing he’d have to leave his spot.
“All units near 5th and 49th there is a disturbance of possible gunshots.” the dispatcher said over the radio and Peter was quickly leaping off the building before swinging himself along the streets towards Rockefeller Center where the two named streets were. He landed on one of the smaller buildings in front of the skating rink in Rockefeller Center and surveyed the area for anything amiss. When he peered around the ledge of the building down to the sidewalk he spotted a man laying there with a darkening pool forming around him.
Peter quickly jumped down from the building and rushed over to the man, he could see the large dark stain blossoming on his white crisp button up shirt. The man groaned softly and turned his head towards Peter with glassy eyes. He was a medium built guy with trimmed black hair that was swept to the side with gel and dressed in a white button up shirt with blue gray slacks and brown shoes.
“Hey, I’m here. I’m gonna help you.” Peter began to reassure the man as he grabbed the heavy sweater that was splayed out on the sidewalk and pressed it to the man’s chest applying pressure to the wound. The man groaned loudly and Peter hummed at him. “Gotta apply pressure to the wound man. Don’t want you bleeding out okay?” Peter explained as he hovered over the man. “Did you see who did this to you?” Peter asked conversationally, trying to keep the man’s attention on him and not on his pain.
“It was some young kid. He wanted my wallet and I gave it to him but someone yelled further down the block and spooked him. I don’t think he meant to shoot me.” the man gritted out through clenched teeth and Peter nodded his head. Sirens could be heard from down the street and without looking up Peter could tell that they were only a few minutes away. But then suddenly the man coughed and sprayed blood from his mouth onto Peter’s suit.
“No, no, c’mon man. Stay with me. The ambulance is almost here.” Peter tried to reassure the man as he looked over to his left and saw the ambulance turning the corner onto the street.
“Hey.” said the man weakly, causing Peter to turn back to him to see that his face had paled and his heartbeat was now light to his enhanced hearing. “Tell my wife that I’m sorry. Please.” pleaded the man and Peter began to shake his head rapidly.
“Don’t worry you’re going to get to tell her yourself.” Peter tried to convince the man who just looked up at him with glassy dimming eyes.
“Tell her I’m sorry.” the man whispered softly before his eyes stared up into the sky without blinking or seeing any longer. Peter felt a chill consume him that froze his body from the inside out as he watched the life in the man’s eyes drain out.
“No, no. C’mon man!” Peter cried out helplessly as he pressed the sweater further into the man’s chest just as the ambulance arrived. EMTs rushed out of the back of the vehicle and swarmed Peter and the man as they barked out orders.
“Alright Spiderman, we’ll take it from here.” one of them said and they gently eased Peter away from the man as they took control. Peter stood there in a daze as a police cruiser pulled up and the officer hopped out and walked over to Peter.
“Did you see a shooter?” asked the officer and Peter shook his head in response.
“No, the man said that it was a young kid. Didn’t give a description, but said that the kid wanted his wallet and he gave it to me. But someone spooked the kid by yelling down the street and the kid fired the gun. The man didn’t think the kid wanted to shoot him, that it was an accident.” Peter explained and the officer nodded as he wrote down everything that Peter told him.
“Thanks Spiderman, we’ll take care of it.” the officer said.
“The man asked me to tell his wife that he’s sorry.” Peter said softly and the officer looked at him with knowing eyes.
“First time dealing with a death?” the officer asked and Peter shook his head honestly but looked over to the officer with a furrowed brow.
“No, but this one feels different for some reason.” Peter admitted and the officer nodded his head.
“You did everything that you could for this guy. Try not to feel too bad about it. You were the first responder and by the looks of it you rendered aid like we’re trained too.” the officer tried to reassure and Peter nodded his head slightly as the officer placed a hand on his shoulder. “We’ll take care of him, don’t worry.”
Peter nodded and then waited with the officer until the EMTs alerted them that they were heading to the nearest hospital and the officer nodded as he began heading to his cruiser to follow the ambulance. Before he climbed into his vehicle he nodded at Peter and then quickly rushed away after the ambulance. Peter was left standing there staring silently down at the dark puddle of blood staining the sidewalk as a reminder of what happened here. Shivering slightly Peter looked and flicked out his wrist to begin swinging home for the night still feeling unease with everything that had happened.
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The next day Peter was off early to the university for classes that would keep him busy all day. Peter found himself rushing across campus at mid afternoon when the first sighting happened to him. He had been making his way quickly through the quad, shrugging and rolling his shoulders as he felt a tension in between his shoulders that felt like a large knot under his skin while walking, when he looked up and saw the man from last night standing at the far side of the quad. Faltering in his steps he had nearly collided with you as you walked next to him and you looked over at him with concern on your face. When you saw that he was staring heavily at the far side of the quad you turned and looked but saw nothing there that would normally catch his attention.
“You okay Pete?” you asked worriedly as you stepped closer to him and slipped your arm through his to guide him towards your next class so you wouldn’t be late. Peter shook his head after a moment and nodded before looking down at you.
“Yeah, yeah, sorry. Thought I saw someone I recognized.” he said dismissively before picking up his pace to get the two of you to class sooner. You had let it slide and figured it wasn’t that concerning but made a mental note to keep an eye on him.
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The next time there’s a sighting it’s during his patrol a couple of days later, he’s just finished saving an elderly woman from a speeding car chase and has set her down on the sidewalk and he feels that knot forming under skin between his shoulder blades again. When he looks up to see where the speeding car has gone he spots a crowd of people on the opposite side of the street and there in the middle of the crowd is the man. He’s standing there with his face still pale like the last time Peter saw him and his stare is unblinking and dim. The sight of the man throws Peter off from what he was planning to do and the blaring of a car horn pulls him out of his stupor. With a shake of his head and hand raised in the air at the angry driver Peter quickly shoots his webs out and swings off after the speeding vehicle.
As he’s swinging though his mind turns back to the sightings of the man. He knows he should talk to someone about this and wonders if he brings it up to you if you’d think he was crazy. Huffing softly and shaking his head he thinks that if it happens again he’ll bring it up to you.
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The third sighting is when he’s getting coffee with you after your last class for the day. You’re both standing in line waiting to get to the register to order. The two of you had an early day for classes today and had plans to outline and study for the rest of the day in preparation for tomorrow’s lessons. Peter’s looking around the small cafe that you had found not far from your apartment while you’re looking up at the menu deciding on what new drink you’d try today. Ever since you had found this cafe with Peter you had been trying each of their drinks to see which ones were your favorites, so far you had tried five of their menu items and only found two that were favorites of yours.
Just as Peter begins to turn back towards you and the counter he feels the knot of tension form between his shoulders that he’s associated with sightings of the man and he begins to look around rapidly before his eyes catch on something unfamiliar outside the cafe. Peter jolts in his spot as he focuses on the image of the man standing right outside the cafe windows. He’s standing there staring at Peter with his bloodied white shirt in clear view and Peter sucks in sharp breath causing you to turn to him worriedly. You stare up at for a moment before darting your eyes to where he’s staring out the cafe windows with wide eyes and stuttering breath.
“Pete?” you ask softly as you slide a gentle hand into his. Your soft question and gesture pull Peter from his frozen state.
“Do you see that man standing right outside the window?” Peter asks you softly without moving his eyes from the man. He doesn’t want to lose sight of the man without your confirmation or denial, worried that he’s seeing things and ultimately knowing that he was seeing things. You turn your head fully and stare out the window and only see the pedestrians walking quickly past the cafe.
“I only see the pedestrians.” you inform him softly and he sighs softly and hangs his head. You tilt yours to the side now becoming worried for your friend.
“Let’s order and get home I need to talk to you about something.” he says softly and you nod your head quickly as you step up to the counter and order for the both of you. You idly wondered what was going with Pete that would cause him to sound so defeated.
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When the two of you got into your apartment you set your bags down and then moved to the small circular dining table that Aunt May had gifted you when you moved in together for college. You set the food bags down with the drinks and then turned to Peter with a concerned look on your face. He was standing over by the couch leaning against the back of it staring down at the floor with a furrowed brow.
“Alright tell me what’s going on Pete.” you softly cajole him and he looks over at you with worried eyes.
“You gotta promise not to think I’m crazy.” he blurts out and you furrow your brows at him before shaking your head.
“Pete, I’ve been around for the whole radioactive spider bite. You really think I would think you’re crazy?” you try to explain to him but he shakes his head rapidly as his eyes grow wide and dart from side to side. You know he’s beginning to work himself up now and you try to quickly calm him down. “Hey, relax. I won’t think you’re crazy. I promise.” you tell him solemnly and he begins to rapidly nod his head in response.
“I think I’m seeing the guy I couldn’t save the other night. The gunshot wound guy.” Peter confesses and you stare at him quietly for a moment before nodding your head.
“Wandering ghosts.” you say softly and Peter tilts his head to the side confused.
“What?” he asks and you begin to pace in front of him.
“Wandering ghosts, my grandmother used to tell me and my cousins all these ghost stories when we were younger.” you begin to explain to him. “She would say that sometimes if you witnessed a death that the ghost will turn into a wandering ghost and attach themselves to you. Make themselves known by appearing in front of you or sometimes even haunt your home.”
“That’s alarming.” Peter says softly and you nod your head slightly before darting your eyes around your apartment. “He asked me to tell his wife that he was sorry before he died.” Peter said and you nod your head at his words.
“Unfinished business. If a ghost has unfinished business they’ll linger before going to the afterlife.” you say to him and his eyes widen slightly at your words.
“You mean he could be staying here because I didn’t contact his wife yet?” Peter asked worriedly and you tilt your head from side to side.
“It’s possible Pete, but you couldn’t have known that.” you begin to reassure him as you step closer to him with your hand outstretched. Peter wraps his arms around your body and pulls you close for a comforting hug. You gladly give it to him hoping that he’ll start to feel a little better after talking about it. “If you want we can look up and see if there was an article made or report and see if we can contact the wife.” you suggest and Peter looks down at you with hopeful eyes.
“You’d do that for me?” he asked softly in awe and you scoffed at him.
“Pete, this has been bothering you for a few days hasn’t it. That time in the quad?” you asked and he nodded his head. “Of course I’ll help you. I don’t like seeing you hurt or uncomfortable. We’ll do everything that we can to help this guy’s spirit out.” you reassure him and Peter sighs softly as his body finally begins to ease for the first time in days. And oddly enough Peter begins to feel the constant knot of tension in between his shoulders begin to ease as well as you pull out your laptop and take a seat at the dining table to begin researching. He knows with you helping him that he’ll be able to complete the man’s dying wish.
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Marvel Spooktober #9
Title: Marvel Spooktober #9
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Matt Murdock x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Invocation
Words: 2023
Warnings: Death, Murder, Crime Scene, Summoning Circles, Fighting, Gun Use
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @baganslover
Your lips twisted upward in a disgusted curl as your eyes took in your crime scene. A young woman kneeled naked in the middle of the small living room in the apartment where she was last known to be living. A large summoning circle was chalked on the floor underneath her, and it had different symbols at each point of the star in the middle. There were also more symbols along the circle that you didn’t recognize as you moved around the room.
A soft clearing of the throat caught your attention and you looked over to see the medical examiners were there to collect the body. A crime scene technician was already snapping photos of the scene for you so you nodded your head at the awaiting medical examiners before stepping out of their way. You watched silently as the body was removed from the scene by the examiners and you began to look at your scene once again.
“Make sure you get all the normal shots of the scene, regular distance and close up.” you mentioned to the crime scene investigator who nodded quickly at your direction. Moving about the room with the investigator you began jotting down notes of the scene as it compared to your scene from last week. Someone was murdering young women and staging them all to look like supernatural ritualistic killings.
“Alright Detective, I’ve finished all of my photos. I’ll call in the other investigator once you give the go ahead.” he said as he showed you his camera.
“Alright, just give me a few minutes.” you told him and he nodded knowingly as he walked out of the room. Ever since you became a detective on the homicide squad you had gotten into the habit of taking a few quiet moments of just standing in the scene and taking it in, for some reason it helped you focus on the murder that occurred and helped you spot clues and leads while there. Not to mention ever since these murders started happening at every scene you would get a visit from Hell’s Kitchen’s own Devil to talk to you about the crime and who could possibly be doing this.
There was a soft knock at the window and you smiled softly, he was right on time. Walking over to the window you opened it and watched as he gracefully climbed through, the dark maroon leather of his outfit seemed to glow in the dim light from the lamp posts outside and the pointed horns on top of his helmet cast a dark shadow over the face of his helmet.
“What do we got this time?” he asked in a now familiar raspy voice that seemed to soothe you as you began to walk him through your scene.
“Much like the others. A large summoning circle on the floor, I’m unsure if the symbols are the same as the last two. I’ll have to double check the photos, but these time there's symbols written around the circle’s edge so that’s different. Girl was found kneeling with her arms tied behind her back and her head fallen forward on her neck. No puncture wounds on her neck this time but her wrists were slashed lengthwise. Killer was looking for a quick one this time. Most of the blood is not at the scene, I’m positive he took it with him.” you began to explain to him as you ran down your scene.
“How would he transport that much blood without being detected?” the Devil asked softly and you nodded your head to the dried rings of blood at the corner of the room.
“Milk jugs.” you said disgustedly. “This sicko saved old milk jugs and brought them to the scene.” You stood to the side of the room and frowned as your hands came up to your hips. “Have you heard anything on the street? Anything you can give me to start running with? I’ve got no leads on a suspect yet.” you asked softly, almost pleading with him. The man turned to you and tilted his head to the side watching you silently as if he was trying to get a better understanding of your intentions. You frowned softly in frustration, it had been weeks now that you’ve been working this case and you felt no closer to the killer than at the first scene and the devil still didn’t trust you completely.
“Everyone’s afraid of the killer.” he said softly and your eyes widened at that information. “From Kingpin to Madame Gao, they’re all treading lightly because of this killer. There’s whispers that he has supernatural powers because of these killings.” You frowned softly as you looked down at the summoning circle drawn on the floor as your mind began to race with that piece of information.
“This can’t be real right? Summoning a demon to gain supernatural powers?” you began to question out loud as you stood there trying to piece it all together.
“I’ve seen stranger things.” the devil said softly and you looked over at him sharply. You had a burning desire to ask him what he meant but you knew he’d never tell you. You nodded your head before turning towards the door to the room, your eyes danced around the door and you squinted as you saw there was something written on the door. Not being able to make it out you stepped closer to get a better look.
“Does the name Mephisto mean anything to you?” you asked him softly as you finally managed to make out the name scrawled out on the back of the door in blood.
“No.” the man said as he walked up next to you to look at the back of the door. “I’ll keep my ear out for that name.” he said resolutely and you nodded at him quietly. “Don’t worry we’ll catch the killer.” he tried to reassure you.
“Before or after another murder?” you asked frustrated and he sighed softly.
“You and I are both doing everything that we can to catch this guy. Don’t beat yourself up over it.” he said softly and you frowned before nodding.
“You better head out. I need CSI to photograph this door.” you told him and he nodded before leaving through the window once more. You then opened the door and called the CSI tech back in to photograph the door for you.
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It had been two weeks since the last murder and you were feeling antsy as you stared at your computer screen tiredly. You had been researching anything and everything that you could get your hands on about demon summoning. All the information you had found had definitely helped the case but it had led you no closer to a lead or suspect unfortunately. Rubbing your eyes tiredly you lean back in your chair and take in a deep breath before sighing. Your eyes dart to the small clock in the corner of your screen and you frown softly, it’s late and you should’ve left a long time ago but after getting on another research kick you lost track of time.
Rolling back your chair you stretch your arms out to each side of you and then stretch the tired cramped muscles in your back as well. Standing from the chair you began to shut down your computer and gathered your things before leaving your desk. You walked through the quiet precinct and nodded to the last stragglers who were typing away at their computers as you made your way to the back of the building. Exiting the building you held your laptop case in your hand with your jacket slung over your arm while holding your car keys in the other hand. You unlocked your car as you made your way closer to it and heard something clatter behind you, instantly you were put on alert as you dropped your bag and jacket to quickly unholster your gun.
Moving about the parking lot you kept your firearm ready as you checked around all the cars. Walking around the CSI van you kept quiet to try and listen in to see where the noise had come from. The parking lot was eerily quiet now as you moved between the van and another parked vehicle. When you came to the end of the van you heard hurried footsteps coming your way and kept close to the van waiting for the person to come by. You watched as someone dressed in all black ran past the van entrance and you waited to see if someone else was chasing them.
“I hate smart cops.” came an ominous voice from your right side where the person had run to. You whirled around and fired off one shot from your gun aiming for the man’s knee, you heard the loud groan coming from him and then felt him swing at you which surprised you as you ducked and threw your hands up in a defensive stance. You were able to block the first few strikes but he was relentless and soon his blows were hitting their mark causing you to fall back with the intensity and power behind his swings. The back of your head slammed into the van and your vision went blurry as you desperately tried to blink away the blurriness and tried to stay on your feet.
You kept your hands up by your face trying to defend yourself as you stumbled to the side after one powerful blow from the man. Lazily blinking your eyes you turned and shook your head from side to side trying to clear your cloudy mind now. Stumbling further you fell to your knees away from the van and noticed a white line in front of you. Frowning softly you leaned forward to get a better look at the line and recognized the circular pattern from your crime scenes. Groaning softly you tried to get back up on your feet hurriedly but the man overtook you easily, he loomed over you as one of his arms wrapped around your neck and the other held a knife out away from the two of you as you kneeled in the middle of the circle.
“You were digging too deep Detective. Can’t have you giving me away before the final stage of my plans.” he hissed into your ear sinisterly. You caught movement out of the corner of your eye and noticed the horned figure racing across the rooftops near the precinct, you knew you weren’t going to get out of this alive but hopefully the Devil would be able to capture this guy for you. “You’ll be such a sweet addition to my line of victims, the Detective on my case as my last victim. Such sweet poetry, don’t ya think?” he asked grimly as he raised the knife up to your neck. Your eyes stayed trained on the racing Devil as you felt the metal pierce and then slice your skin bathing the summoning circle and the pavement with your blood. Your hands came up to hold your neck as they were doused with blood while the man joyously cried out before dancing around the circle.
You heard the gurgle coming from your throat as you watched the Devil descend from the rooftop effectively knocking out your killer. Your body slowly fell to the ground as you watched the Devil subdue him then race over to you rolling you over onto your back.
“Hey, you’re going to be fine, I've already called an ambulance.” the Devil said hurriedly and you smiled tiredly. You knew you were dying, you had lost too much blood and the jacket the Devil placed at your neck would do you no good.
“Arrest him.” you croaked out as one of your hands fumbled at your waist. You took pleasure in watching the Devil take your handcuffs and cuff the killer as your head flopped to the side as your eyes began to glaze over. “Thank…you.” you whispered to the Devil and he hung his head over your body as the life drained out of you.
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Marvel Spooktober #5
Title: Marvel Spooktober #5
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Loki x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Candlelight
Words: 870
Warnings: Spooky, Eyes playing tricks?
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @tomhiddleston-gifs
Rain pelted against the glass of your bedroom window as you frowned softly while staring out into the dark night. You had seen the live footage of the attack in Germany on the television when you had gotten home, the live footage was intense as you watched a new villain appear in the crowd outside the gala that was being held for something that was over your head. Fear had slid down your veins as you watched his polished appearance morph into an image right out of the mythology books, from his golden horned helmet to his long green cape and outfit that was the same green color with black accents. Thankfully the Avengers had seemed to take care of it but you still worried now that there was a villain out there like this, it made your mind race with the possibilities of more villains who would be more dangerous or more sinister.
Just then there was a loud crack and boom outside your window, you felt the floor shake underneath you causing you to frown softly before you’re taking a step towards your couch to sit down so you don’t fall. The lights flicker as you get closer to the couch and then instantly go out, you groan softly and redirect your steps to the hallway closet where you keep the candles and flashlights for black outs like this. Opening the door you grab the flashlight and click the button but nothing happens. Sighing loudly you figure you forgot to replace the batteries the last time there was a blackout. You peer into the closet and spot the fat pillar candles that sit on the shelf next to your trusty box of matchsticks.
Pulling them all out of the closet you walk around your living room setting the candles down and lighting each of them. You move to your bedroom and grab your blanket and pillows before moving back into the living room to set up your couch for you to sleep on. Black outs always made you nervous, there was just something about the dark that made the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. You had always felt this way about the dark since you were a little kid and hadn’t been able to shake the feeling into adulthood.
As you sat in the middle of your couch you tried to relax but felt the tension in your shoulders and back unrelentless tighten your muscles. The wind howled outside your window and you shivered as you heard the high pitched whistle of it getting into your apartment. The rain pelted against the window sounding like rocks hitting the glass and you frowned softly. You hoped it wouldn’t be too much longer of the storm as it had come on so quickly but knowing your luck it’d be awhile before the storm let up.
You began to zone out as your gaze focused on one of the flames on the candle, you watched as it danced and flickered in the air. You could feel yourself falling into a meditative state as you continued to watch it move. You feel your body begin to relax into the couch cushions and your mind slowly empty of any thoughts besides the dancing of the flame. A loud thunder clap suddenly rings out and your body jerks in surprise, your eyes dart around the room and you furrow your brow when your eyes catch on the far corner of the room. In the darkness you can’t tell but your eyes begin to catch on a tall silhouette standing there. Blinking rapidly you frown again before squinting your eyes to try and make out the shadows better. You flinch back in unease when the silhouette completely disappears after a moment of intense staring.
Shaking your head you mentally tell yourself that your mind is just playing tricks on you because of the storm outside. With the blackout and the howling wind and rain outside plus the news about the new villain you weren’t surprised that you were becoming a little paranoid with fear. Just then the lights flickered on and then quickly went out again as a loud crash of thunder boomed overhead. Your eyes widened after they had quickly taken in your living room. Nothing was there when the lights were on but now you could definitely make out the silhouette again in the corner. Wrapping the blanket tighter around your body you stood from the couch and walked over to the corner, your heart hammering in your chest as fear gripped your body.
Reaching out a hand towards the dark shadow you release a worried breath as your hand falls through nothing showing that there wasn’t a person standing in the corner of your room. With a tired relieved sigh you turned back to walk back to the couch, but the hair on the back of your neck stood on end as you felt a presence lean over your back.
“Where are you going little pet?” asked a silky dark voice in your ear as a strong arm wrapped around your middle and covered your mouth completely cutting off the scream that you tried to let out.
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Marvel Spooktober #3
Title: Marvel Spooktober #3
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Shang-Chi x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Forest
Words: 2,753
Warnings: Creepy woods, Chinese folklore, mention of demons, mention of death
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @quantum-widow
Katy’s chatter can still be heard from her spot ahead of you as you follow her and Xu Xialing further into the forest that they had picked to camp out in for the weekend. Camping wasn’t really your idea of fun but Katy and Shang-Chi had promised that they’d make it fun and enjoyable for you. There was an unsettling feeling of dread that you hadn’t been able to shake since Katy had parked the car in the parking lot. As you walk you can hear all of the leaves crunching under your footsteps but besides that and Katy’s chatter nothing else seems to be moving around the forest or making noise for that matter and it makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up.
“Hey, are you okay?” Shang-Chi asks as he walks up beside you and you jump in surprise causing him to chuckle softly and look over at you concerned. You take a few moments to calm your racing heart and even out your breathing and he watches you silently as you do.
“Sorry, it’s just so quiet here.” you tell him and he lifts an eyebrow as Katy’s voice rings out loudly making you chuckle in response. “I mean besides our footsteps and her talking it’s quiet. Everything is still. It’s a little eerie, you’d think that we’d be hearing animals moving about or birds singing, but there’s nothing.” you try to explain before you hold your arm out and make him stop walking. He looks over at you curiously but you shake your head for a moment and raise your finger to your lips to keep him quiet. “Just wait a second.” you tell him and he furrows his eyebrows at you before watching Katy and Xu Xialing walk further away from you.
It takes another few moments but then Shang-Chi’s face clears and realization dawns on him. The two of you stand there for a moment and you both feel how still and quiet the forest is around you. There’s no movement in the tree branches above you, no sounds of scurrying creatures on the forest floor, no bird calls, just quiet. You unconsciously move closer to him and he smiles softly at you before taking a step closer to you as well.
“Wow, that is creepy.” Shang-Chi agrees in slight shock and you nod your head at his words. The two of you stand there for a moment more before Jon Jon’s loud voice rings in the air and his face cuts in between the two of you causing the both of you to jump in fear and terror.
“What are you two doing? Catch up we don’t want to get lost for the Wangliang.” he tells them cheerily as he pushes past them and moves to catch up to Katy and Xu Xialing.
“Wangliang?” you ask warily and turn to face Shang-Chi who shakes his head and frowns at Jon Jon’s back before turning his face towards you.
“Demons in Chinese folklore.” Shang-Chi explains and you feel your eyes widen with the information. “But it’s just folklore, just a scary story to tell to keep kids in line.” he tries to reassure you. You grow quiet before the two of you begin walking along to catch up with the other three. Your eyes are now darting around the forest looking out for this demon that Jon Jon mentioned. Shang-Chi knew that he’d have to keep reassuring you that it was nothing while you were all camping out.
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The campfire is crackling and you’re sitting in your folding chair with a blanket wrapped around you. The canopy of the trees overhead almost completely cover the night sky that barely peeks through the dense foliage. You’re still a little spooked by how quiet the forest is but after spending some time with your friends you’ve relaxed a little bit and are able to enjoy it a little more than before where you were so creeped out by the quiet. Movement comes from your left and you turn your head to stare up at Shang-Chi and give him a happy smile.
“Feeling a little better?” he asks kindly and you nod your head before turning your eyes back to the flickering flames of the campfire.
“Yeah, I’m not as scared. It's just a little unnerving how dense the trees are, almost like isolating us from the outside world.” you said softly as you looked up at the canopy. Shang-Chi follows your movement and he hums softly at your words.
“Or-” he draws out and you smile over at him knowing that he’s going to give you a different option. “You could think it’s like a big blanket covering us and keeping all the noise of the outside world away from us.” he said and you pouted your lips slightly as you thought about his words.
“Yeah I guess I could think of it that way.” you agreed with him and he grinned over at you.
“Besides I’ll be here to protect you if anything goes bump in the night.” he promises and you chuckled softly at him.
“I’m gonna hold you to that.” you tell him and he nods his head eagerly at you. Just then Jon Jon comes walking over holding a couple of cans of beer that he hands out to all of you before he settles in his own chair around the campfire.
“So who wants to tell the first ghost story?” he asks and Shang-Chi moves to protest but you set a gentle hand on his arm stopping him. He turns to look at you worriedly and you smile at him before reminding him.
“You’ll be here to protect me right?” you ask and he smiles and nods at you quickly. Katy then speaks up that she wants to tell the first one. You settle further in your chair and wrap your blanket around yourself as Katy begins to tell a cheesy ghost story that has you all laughing while she swore that you should all be more frightened than you were.
“That was lame bus girl. I’ve got one better.” Jon Jon speaks up and you tense as he looks over at you with a smirk. Shang-Chi moves his chair closer to you and you smile thankfully at him before looking back over at Jon Jon. “Have you all heard about all the deaths in this forest over the years?” Jon Jon begins and you frown softly as the feeling of dread begins to creep back up on you now with his words. “The locals say that it’s all due to one woman who died while wandering around the forest by herself. She got into a fight with her husband and needed to get away for a little bit to calm down, that’s how she ended up parking here and began to walk through the forest. She was so enraged over the fight she had that she didn’t pay close attention to where she was heading or how to get back out of the forest.” Jon Jon began to explain and you easily fell into the story relating to it because of how encompassing the forest was and how easily it would be to get lost in here. You shifted in your chair and Shang-Chi gently offered his hand to you which you gladly took in your own. “When she finally realized that she was lost hours later she began to panic and tried to find her way out on her own. But she had been walking for hours and had lost track of direction so easily that she wasn’t able to tell which way would lead her out of the forest. And because the forest is so dense she wasn’t able to hear any sounds other than her own footsteps.”
You looked over at Shang-Chi and he grimaced slightly at your worried look. He shook his head slightly trying to reassure you that it was alright. You turned back to stare at Jon Jon and he smiled wickedly at you knowing that he had you hooked on the story.
“She thought to try her cellphone but she had left in her car because she had wanted to be alone without any distractions.” he said ominously and the dread feeling skyrocketed inside of you. It was so easy to relate to this story, you liked to remove yourself from a fight or argument by giving yourself some time alone to get your emotions under control. And being without distractions was always a good way to do it too in your mind. “In her panic she had managed to walk further and further into the heart of the forest where everything became so quiet. The quiet began to slowly chip away at her sanity as she walked, she began to wail and cry out without any response. Almost as if the forest was absorbing her voice.” Jon Jon said darkly and you gripped Shang-Chi’s hand slightly tighter in your own. He responded by gripping yours back as well and you let that comfort settle over you. “She walked for days until she couldn’t walk anymore. The dehydration caused her to start hallucinating thinking that she was able to exit the forest but only to find a sliver of sanity that brought her right back into the depths of the forest. Her husband had reported her missing the first night that she didn’t come home after their fight, and the police had been able to find her car parked in the parking lot of the forest. But even with search parties and drones being deployed they were never able to find her. They say that her bones are probably somewhere in the depths of this forest but no one has been able to ever hike throughout this forest. A lot of hikers have gone missing in this forest and a lot of other hikers say that once they get to a certain point in the forest they start to hear a woman’s voice crying and begging for help to get out of the forest. And when they try to follow her voice they always turn up with nothing and never being able to find a woman in the forest.” Jon Jon finishes and you shiver as you feel a chill slowly creep down your spine. “Now who’s ready for some smores?!” he cries out and you stare at him with wide eyes wondering how he could be so unbothered by the atmosphere of the forest as well as the story he told. The feeling of dread continued to simmer inside of you as everyone all clamored around the fire to make smores.
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It’s hours later and after a few rounds of beer, smores and good company you’re feeling very relaxed and loose while sitting in your chair. Shang-Chi is still sitting next to you when you let out a big yawn, he turns to you and chuckles at your antics. Shaking your head you smile at him before beginning to stretch and stand from your chair.
“Looks like we got our first tap out.” Jon Jon teases you and you stick your tongue out at him causing everyone to laugh while Jon Jon sticks his tongue out at you.
“I’m gonna get some sleep.” you tell them and they all smile at you before you turn towards your tent that you had set up earlier. Shang-Chi follows you with his eyes and you wave at him with a soft smile before disappearing in your tent. You start getting your sleeping bag ready and pull out pajamas for you to wear tonight. Your mind fuzzy and warm from the alcohol and fire as drowsiness starts to consume you.
Just as you’re slipping your pajama shirt over your head you hear the soft rustling of leaves next to your tent and halt all movement, the noise sounding foreign to you in the otherwise quiet forest. Your mind begins to race back to the story that Jon Jon had told around the campfire, the thought of being stuck in the forest to die fills you with fear that freezes your body. You stand there listening to see if there’s any other sounds, you hear crunching and frown softly before the side of your tent violently shakes and you hear Jon Jon laughing loudly as you shriek in fright.
“Gotcha!” Jon Jon calls out as he continues laughing and you sigh softly at his teasing. You finish getting dressed and open your front tent flap and come face to face to Shang-Chi. He frowns down at you before shaking his head and rolling his eyes.
“Ignore him, he’s being childish.” he says and you smile softly at him before nodding your head.
“I’m fine, I promise.” you told him trying to sound brave but Shang-Chi looks down at you with worry written on his face.
“Are you sure?” he asks softly and you nod your head quickly at him causing him to sigh softly. “Okay, if you need anything I’m right over here.” he says softly as he hikes his thumb over his shoulder to the tent that’s set up right next to yours. You look over and smile softly before nodding your head again, the unease and dread are still lingering inside of you but you feel slightly better knowing that he’s not that far from you.
You go back into your tent and settle in your sleeping bag before closing your eyes hoping that you’ll quickly fall asleep, but soon find yourself wide awake as you stare at the top of your tent listening to the silence of the forest around you. It almost becomes a meditating atmosphere for you as you lay there in the dark silence. Your mind begins to slow it’s thoughts and you start to focus solely on your breathing. You’ve fallen into a meditative state when suddenly a loud wailing sound rips through the air and your whole body startles and you’re automatically rushing to the front of your tent. You look over and see Shang-Chi at his tent as well as all the others at their own tents. You all stare into the dark now silent forest as your body begins to shake and shiver with fear.
“Alright, I’m coming to your tent.” you say quickly as you grab your sleeping bag before heading to Shang-Chi’s tent. He easily holds the tent flap open and you slip in without another word.
“I’m with her.” Katy says as she barrels into Shang-Chi’s tent as well.
“Oh you big babies!” Jon Jon calls and you ignore him willfully as you begin setting up your sleeping bag on the floor. Katy does the same on your other side and the two of you settle down as Shang-Chi closes the tent flap. The three of you get situated and soon Katy’s snoring behind you as Shang-Chi stares at you with wide comical eyes making you chuckle softly, you yawn widely and Shang-Chi smiles before he yawns widely as well. The two of you slowly close your eyes and soon you’re fast asleep.
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The next morning, you, Katy and Shang-Chi wake and feel refreshed, you all stretch and begin to head out of the tent. When you look over at Xu Xialing and Jon Jon’s tent you see the both of them exiting their tents looking worse for wear and exhausted.
“How did the three of you sleep through all that wailing last night?!” Jon Jon asks begrudgingly and you look to Shang-Chi and Katy to see them shrugging their shoulders.
“We didn’t hear anything last night besides the first wailing.” Katy tells him and you nod your head along with her words. Jon Jon huffs and begins to clean up his tent area with low grumbling under his breath. Xu Xialing comes over to the three of you though and explains what happened last night.
“After you and Katy got into Shang-Chi’s tent the wailing continued for hours! It was unbearable, we couldn’t get any sleep. And the wailing sounded so close as if it was right outside our tents! I’m surprised you didn’t hear anything!” Xu Xialing said, shocking all three of you as you turned and looked around the now silent forest. You rubbed your arm as a chill ran down your spine and you looked over at Katy and Shang-Chi who both moved closer to your side before the three of you began to clean up your tents quickly.
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Marvel Spooktober #8
Title: Marvel Spooktober #8
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Shang-Chi x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Garb
Words: 1660
Warnings: Haunted houses
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @kpfun
The spooky carnival that had popped up last week was in full gear when you, Katy and Shang-Chi had arrived. The theme for the carnival was frights and scares and the crew did a fabulous job with making everything seem eerie. The lights were dimmed and held an ethereal glow about them in different shades of colors, there was purple, gray and neon green and with the fog machine that they had running throughout the carnival it made the colors glow in the fog. It was all nicely done and you felt yourself falling further and further into the immersive atmosphere. A little bit too much falling into the immersive atmosphere you thought.
The three of you were walking into the carnival as all the dressed up actors milled about trying to scare the carnival goers. You walked in between Katy and Shang-Chi as your head turned from side to side so that you could take in everything around you. One of the actors who was dressed up as a devilish looking scarecrow advanced towards Katy with their arms raised and screaming loudly, causing Katy to jump back into you. Your body gently fell back a step as your hands came up to cradle Katy’s body close to yours as you felt your back gently rest against Shang-Chi’s side as his own hands came up to steady you. Once Katy was righted she began to jeer back at the actor causing you and Shang-Chi to chuckle and shake your heads.
“Yeah! I’d like to see you do that again pal!” Katy called out as the actor moved on from the three of you. You’re still shaking your head when you spot one of the actors standing across the main entryway of the carnival from you, they’re wearing a beige long robe that had a rope belt and a large hood obscuring their face from your view. You shivered as a feeling of unease slid down your back as your eyes stayed trained on the actor who didn’t move or make any noise.
“You okay?” Shang-Chi asked concerned and you darted your head up to stare at him.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m okay, do you see that person in the robe?” you ask as you turn back to look at the actor, but when you look back you see that they’re gone. “Oh, I guess they moved.” you said unsure of yourself and Shang-Chi smiled softly down at you. “They were really creepy, completely covered in a beige robe with a hood and not moving at all or making any noise.” you explained and Shang-Chi nodded his head along with your words.
“We’ll keep an eye out for them.” he reassured you and you nodded slightly, feeling uncertain because the actor had disappeared. You began walking along with Katy and Shang-Chi again when you felt something grab onto your hand and you looked down to see Shang-Chi had taken your hand in his, smiling softly you squeezed his hand gently and he squeezed yours back.
The three of you began to continue through the carnival entering some of the themed haunted houses that they had built for the carnival. You had gone through a serial killer themed one where the story was that you were on the run from the serial killer and they had chased you through their childhood home that was filled with booby traps. Katy had been the only one in your group that had “survived” which made both you and Shang-Chi chuckle at her victory dance at the end. As the three of you began leaving the house you spotted Shang-Chi not walking with you and Katy as he was still standing back by the haunted house staring off to the side. You walked back over to him and gently touched his elbow as you gazed in the same direction he was gazing, you didn’t see anything but wondered if he had seen something like you had before.
“What do you see?” you ask him gently and he jolts surprised as his head whips down to stare at you and then back over to where he had been looking.
“I thought I saw that robed guy you saw earlier.” he began to explain and you nodded your head at his words as you watched him frown and then furrowed his eyebrows. “But now he’s gone.” he says softly and you nod your head again as your eyes dart around the area trying to find the robed actor again. You shiver slightly and move closer to Shang-Chi as chill races down your spine and he easily wraps an arm around your shoulder. “Don’t worry I’ll make sure you’re alright.” he promises softly and you nod at him gratefully.
The second themed haunted house you guys went through had a story about creepy dolls, that one really made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. Fear consumed you as you walked through the house and stuck close to Shang-Chi and Katy’s sides as you made your way through not wanting to be too spooked or scared. Shang-Chi was the most unbothered of your group to go through this house and he was dubbed the winner of the house. But as the three of you were walking out Katy had stopped short right in front of the exit and you had collided with her back as Shang-Chi managed to stop short before colliding with you.
“Woah! Who’s that dude!” Katy called out as she lifted her arm and pointed to someone across from where you all were standing. All three of you stared across the area to the otherside of the exit to see what Katy was looking at.
“What is it Katy?” you asked her softly knowing that she was seeing the robed actor that both you and Shang-Chi had seen earlier.
“Some dude in a tan robe.” she said, sounding slightly in awe as the volume of her voice lowered towards the end of her explanation. “He’s standing right over there. Don’t you see him?” she explained bewildered as both you and Shang-Chi looked where she was pointing. Your eyes darted over to Shang-Chi’s and saw his soft subtle headshake before you responded to Katy.
“We can’t see him now. But we’ve seen him at different times tonight.” you told her softly and ominously causing her to turn and look at the both of you. Her face gave off a confused bewildered look and both Shang-Chi and you nodded in answer to her look.
“Yeah we’ve been seeing him at odd times and he never moves or says anything.” Shang-Chi said to back you up. “And he disappears when we take our eyes off him.”
“What?!” Katy cried shocked as she whipped her head back to look at the robed actor but wasn’t able to find him. “Where’d he go?!” she cried out surprised.
“Told you that he’d disappear.” Shang-Chi said as he shook his head. Katy kept looking around the carnival as you all made your way to the last haunted house, you knew she was looking for the robed actor and trying to see if she could spot him. But it was no use, he was nowhere to be found.
The three of you came up to the last house that you planned on going through and all looked slightly uneasy as you saw it. It was a rundown looking house with busted out windows and siding that was falling off the house. It really made you feel as if you were standing in front of an abandoned house. Your eyes darted over to the sign that normally stood in front of the haunted house advertising what the backstory was for the house but there was none posted. You frowned softly and watched as a group of five people walked up to the house eagerly and then shrieked as they entered the house.
“Are we really going to do this?” Katy asked and sounded very uncertain about it. Shang-Chi shrugged his shoulders and you tilted your head to the side. “Well let’s get this over with.” she said resignedly before walking up to the house. Just as the three of you reached the front door something moved in the bushes next to the door and you turned your head to see the robed figure standing there. Shocked, you halted your footsteps but Katy and Shang-Chi continued on.
“Wait, guys!” you called out as you realized that they had walked in without you. You quickly followed them into the house but stopped short when you walked into a small front room with three different doors leading out of the room and neither Katy nor Shang-Chi were in the room. “Shang-Chi!? Katy?!” you called out hoping to hear from them but there was nothing but silence in response. Moving to the left you opened that door to find a brick wall behind the door, after moving to the middle door you found that one was also bricked up before you moved to the right side door and opened it to find a long dark hallway on the other side. “Guys?!” you called out unsure before stepping through the door.
The hallway was pitch black and you wound your arms around yourself to try and comfort you as fear filled your body. Suddenly there was a loud shriek from somewhere in the house and you jumped in surprise, your hand brushed against the wall and you frowned softly as you felt how soft the wall was. It almost felt like cloth lined the wall. Lifting your head slowly dread filled your body before you came face to face with the hooded figure. Skeletal like hands came up to the edges of the hood and slowly began to pull it back and your mouth dropped open in a scream as a red eyed skeletal face peered back at you. He lunged for you and instantly everything went black.
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Marvel Spooktober #4
Title: Marvel Spooktober #4
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Eddie Brock/Venom x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Illusion
Words: 500
Warnings: None
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @henrysfox
You walked down the block towards Mrs. Chen’s bodega hoping to get some drinks for your movie night with Eddie and Venom. They were running late from an investigation on a construction company that was wrapped up in some shady business that Eddie was trying to uncover. He had been rambling about it for the past week and you had barely kept up with it whenever he did talk about it. You had promised him that you’d sit and listen to the whole story during movie night. Stepping off the sidewalk you looked up across the street to see Mrs. Chen’s bodega and then spotted something black and white crawling along the brick wall in the alleyway next to the bodega.
“V?” you asked curiously and confused as you stared. A sudden horn blast pulled you from your stare as you threw your hands up at the driver in the car that stopped short in front of you. You continued walking across the street and made a beeline for the alleyway completely surpassing Mrs. Chen’s bodega. When you stood at the opening to the alleyway you looked around the dark area trying to spot Venom, who you thought would’ve been out on the other side of town for the construction business investigation. You caught sight of the large black slick mass at the back of the alleyway and began taking a step forward. “Hey V, what are you doing all the way over here? I thought you guys were investigating that construction business?” you called out to him as you stepped closer. But just as your eyes caught onto the movement you noticed that the color was off on the large mass you were walking to. Instead of being black and slick looking like patent leather, it was more of a dull violet color as the mass stood to their full height.
The figure was large just like Venom but had a slender shape to it even though you could see all the defined and bulging muscles on its form. The dull violet color of it didn’t allow any sense of comfort to fill you as you saw the tiny cracks and scars in the skin. The face was oval shaped and long, almost grotesque in how disproportionate it was to its body. Fear began to fill you as your brain slowly caught up with your moving feet. Your body began to shake in perseverance as it tried to stop your forward motion to no avail.
“You must know Venom.” said the large hulking figure before you in a low raspy voice that had a feminine pitch to it. You halted your steps and looked up at the figure fearfully as it grinned wide with those large sharp teeth. “I am not Venom.” it stated as one of its hands came up to cup your chin delicately. “But you will do just fine to draw him out.” Your scream ran through the air just before your consciousness turned to black.
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Marvel Spooktober #7
Title: Marvel Spooktober #7
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Tome
Words: 1,065
Warnings: Mention of firearms
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @softevanstan
Loud beeping could be heard down the hallway as you made your way through the building, clearing each room and reporting your status as you went. You were on a mission with the Avengers clearing another Hydra base that they found in Germany of all places. You had separated from Captain Rogers and the avengers to take your own squad further into the building to find any intel that Hydra had left behind. But as you moved closer to the room at the end of this hallway you had to grit your teeth in aggravation at the loud beeping noise coming from the room.
“Alright let’s clear this room and shut off that damned beeping.” you directed your squad who all agreed in their comms. As you moved into the room you gritted your teeth harder as the beeping seemed to move straight through your body. Darting your eyes around the room as your firearm was raised you quickly began sweeping through the room with your squad clearing it while one of your squadmates found a lone Hydra scientist left by the evil organization.
“Squad Four update.” came Steve Roger’s voice in your ear and flinched at the sudden intrusion in your focus.
“Clearing a lab.” you reported as the beeping continued to beep loudly around you. “How do we turn this off?!” you snapped at the scientist who stared at you with wide eyes.
“The panel on the wall.” he responded shakily and you directed one of your squadmates to the panel with you. You broke the lock on the panel and opened it quickly, inside there was a large lever that was labeled power. Just as you reached forward to pull the lever all the lights in the building went dark and the beeping stopped causing you to sigh blissfully.
“Lieutenant Barnes has cut power to the building so all lights and any electronics should be shut down now.” came Captain Roger’s voice in your ear. Your whole squad instantly lowered their helmets to activate their night vision capabilities. Surveying the room your squad was able to gather some important intel for the Avengers before moving out of the room. You began to move back the way you came down the hallway when you heard this low thrumming noise which made you furrow your brow. The power had been cut for the building. You shouldn’t be hearing any noise at all.
“Captain Rogers, there’s a low noise coming from further in the base. Permission to investigate.” you informed him through the comms.
“Wait there, I'm on my way.” came his response. You instructed more than half your squad to leave the building while having two stay with you to await Captain Roger’s arrival.
It didn’t take him long to get to you and when he stood at your side he frowned softly as well as he heard the low toned thrumming noise. You turned to you and then gestured to have you and your squad move forward with him. You all moved into formation and followed your Captain down the hallway towards the thrumming noise that seemed to pulse with each step you took forward.
At the end of the hallway was a set of double doors that had weird etchings in the metal. You recorded video footage of the door carefully so that it could be researched later when you were back at headquarters. Captain Rogers easily broke the door in with his shield and you squinted your eyes as you saw how illuminated the room was even with the power shut down. You all began to walk into the room and you saw that the room had candles littered all around it that were lit, the room was decorated completely different from the lab. While the lab was sterile and cold, this room was filled with wooden furniture and emitted a warm cozy feeling.
Looking around you found a lot of ornamental fixings placed around the room. There were large display cases filled with jeweled objects and other ancient looking pieces. But in the middle of the large out of the ordinary room there stood a pedestal with a large book sitting on it. As you moved about the room clearing it you took in all of your surroundings before meeting Captain Rogers at the pedestal to peer down at the book. The pages of the book looked aged and some of the pages even had burn marks on the edges it looked like. The writing faded in some parts as if the book had been opened to that certain page often.
There was something about the book that seemed to draw you into it, as if the golden aged pages were calling you to come and touch them. You unconsciously took a step closer to the book and Captain Rogers blocked your path, you darted your head up to look at him and he watched you quietly.
“Don’t get too close, we don't know what it is or what it can do.” he instructed and you nodded your head at his words. But just then you spotted one of your squadmates making their way towards the book.
“Stand down!” you shouted as they reached out and gently grazed their fingers along the edge of the book. Instantly the room began to glow a bright golden hue that blinded the rest of you as Captain Rogers lifted his shield to block the light. When the light dimmed you all looked towards the book and saw that your squadmate was nowhere in the room. “Where’d he go?” you asked bewildered as both you and Captain Rogers took a step closer to the book. You noticed your squadmate’s name written at the end of the page in what looked like brand new drying ink in a flowing script. “Captain.” you called out and Steve came to your side to peer at the book. “That’s his name. Did the book eliminate him?” you questioned and Steve looked worryingly at the book.
“Let’s seal off the room and bring Tony’s bots in to gather everything in here. Don’t touch any of it.” Steve directed and you looked around the room with wide eyes wondering what else lay in this room that could alter your reality. Slowly the group of you exited the room being careful not to touch any of the items in the room.
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Marvel Spooktober #1
Title: Marvel Spooktober #1
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Familiar
Words: 2,669
Warnings: Mention of fire
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @lost-shoe
The city streets were as busy as ever and as Bucky exited his apartment complex he found himself sticking to the side of the building to stay out of others’ way. He was on his way to lunch with Yori and he was eager to see the old man. They had slowly been working on their relationship ever since Bucky had confessed he was the man who killed Yori’s son. At first he was surprised that Yori wanted anything to do with him but he was so grateful for it. Looking down at his watch he saw he had fifteen minutes to get to the restaurant to meet with Yori. A breeze blew along the street and Bucky pulled the collar of his leather jacket up closer to his face. He then turned to begin his walk to the restaurant. But as his eyes traveled along the pavement he spotted a flash of black fur at the opening of the alleyway next to his apartment complex.
Moving to the alleyway Bucky watched as three small black balls of fur came into view. Crouching down he got a closer look at the tiny black kittens. The three of them were wrestling together and with his movement towards them they all turned their heads in sync to stare at him curiously. All three were black as night and the only identifying feature was their differing eye colors. Bucky tilted his head to the side as he took in their appearance. The three were all entangled together to make them look like a large black fur ball with three heads side by side. But what was so fascinating to him was their eye colors, the far left kitten had a left amber eye and a right ice blue eye. The middle kitten had two ice blue eyes. And the far right kitten has a left ice blue eye and a right amber eye. It was as if they were connected together by their eye colors. Bucky could feel himself starting to fall into some sort of trance as he stared into their unblinking eyes that he could’ve swore had started to glow.
“Clo! Lach! Atro! Get your asses up here or so help me I’ll summon Hecate to take you all back!” shouted an aggravated sounding voice from above. Bucky felt as if a bucket of ice water was dumped on him pulling him instantly out of his trance like state. Bucky snapped his head up to see a woman with wild curly raven black hair leaning over the metal railing of the fire escape at her window. She was as entrancing as the kittens were as her curtain-like hair hung around her face as she peered down at them. Bucky jolted back a little as the kittens all sprung up from their cuddle pile and began racing towards the dumpster. He watched in quiet awe as the three kittens jumped and climbed their way up to the fire escape where the woman stood still peering over the side at them. “Honestly can’t keep you three contained for the life of me.” the woman muttered before turning back to Bucky with a wave of her hand. “Sorry Mister!” she called out to him and Bucky nodded before waving his hand at her. She nodded her head at him in return and ushered the kittens back through the window before disappearing herself. Bucky was left standing at the entrance of the alleyway feeling as if the warmth had seeped from his body, he shook his head slightly before pulling his jacket collar back up to his face and began the walk to the restaurant to meet Yori.
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The next time he saw the three kittens again was about two weeks later on his way into the apartment complex. He had just returned from a mission with Sam overseas and he was exhausted. All he wanted to do was crawl into his bed and sleep for days, possibly even weeks if he could manage it. As he trudged in through the front door of the complex the security guard greeted him and let him know that the elevator was down for service causing Bucky to groan tiredly before changing his course to the stairwell.
Entering the stairwell Bucky slowly began his ascent to his floor while holding onto the handrail. By the third floor he hadn’t been able to shake the feeling of being watched and stopped at one of the landings to look around the stairs. Not seeing anyone it wasn’t until he looked up towards the higher floors, that’s when he spotted the tiny black heads of fur peering down at him through the stairwell bars. Bucky was shocked to see that the kittens had grown slightly bigger already since the last time he had seen them. He couldn’t tell how big they had gotten but their eyes were now more proportionate to their heads. He stood there staring up at the cats as they silently watched him while slowly tilting their heads to the side. Chuckling softly Bucky shook his head and began the climb to his floor again, the feeling of being watched never leaving him.
When he made it to his floor he noticed that the cats were on the landing just above him and they were still watching him silently. He leaned against the railing and peered up at them curiously as well, each cat was sat at a different railing and they all had their heads poking through the bars. Oddly enough they were in the same configuration when he had first seen them, the far left cat had the left amber eye and right ice blue eye, the middle cat had the two ice blue eyes, and the far right cat had the left ice blue eye and right amber eye. There was tension in the air as the staring contest continued between them all but it was all shattered when the door by the cats opened suddenly and Bucky heard the familiar aggravated tone of the woman once more.
“Stupid elevator had to go on the fritz all because the damn cats couldn’t contain themselves.” she grumbled out to herself and Bucky watched as she came into view as she made an angry screeching noise when she spotted the cats in the stairwell. “Speaking of the devils! You little heathens! Get your asses back inside the apartment! I swear I can’t wait to be rid of all three of you!” she snapped and hissed angrily at them. Bucky watched amused as the cats darted and raced around the woman as she tried to usher them back through the door without much success. He chuckled softly and the woman instantly halted her movement before whirling on her heel to stare at him defensively. Bucky quickly lifted his hands in faux surrender to show her that he wasn’t there to hurt her.
“Didn’t mean to scare you.” he said and she snorted softly at his words.
“You couldn’t if you tried.” she muttered softly and Bucky was taken aback by her candor.
“Was just noticing the troublemakers as I was on my way up to my floor.” he explained to her and she looked down at her feet where the three cats were now entangled as they peered down at Bucky. The image of the woman dressed in a deep maroon colored dress and stockinged feet with her long raven hair hanging around her face in wild untamed curls and the three black cats at her feet almost knocked Bucky back as if someone had punched him. It was an eerie and ethereal image that shocked Bucky to his core and made him want to gravitate towards them all, almost as if he was being willed subconsciously to go to them. Suddenly the woman shook her head and the feeling of needing to be close to them lifted from Bucky instantly.
“Enough of that.” she softly chastised the cats who all looked up at her almost imploringly. “Yes, they are a bit of trouble. Sorry if they bother you.” the woman excused as she smiled crookedly at him from her spot.
“No bother at all. I like their eyes, it's kinda cool that they seem connected.” Bucky said as he gestured to the cats at her feet.
“They’re sisters.” she told him as an explanation and Bucky nodded his head at her words. “This one’s named Clotho, this is Lachesis, and that one’s Atropos.” she told him with a knowing smile and Bucky furrowed his brows at the names.
“Interesting names.” he said and the woman laughed in a deep rich mysterious laugh that had Bucky smiling softly at her.
“Maybe one day I’ll tell you the meaning behind them.” she said with a grin and Bucky nodded his head eagerly.
“I’d love to hear it.” he said and she grinned while nodding her head.
“Well it was nice to see you again, soldier.” she said with a wave of her hand before turning back to the door to her floor and ushered the cats through before looking over her shoulder at him and winking. Bucky stood there for a few moments more feeling his body fill with excitement from their interaction. As he turned back to the door for his floor he suddenly realized that he didn’t get the woman’s name but she seemed to know him since she had called him a soldier. Bucky wondered quietly if he’d get to see them all soon again as he walked onto his floor and towards his apartment no longer feeling exhausted.
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The next time he saw his upstairs neighbor was the night of the fire in the apartment complex, Sam and Joaquin had been in his apartment with him briefing on their next mission when Bucky had smelt it, fire. He had furrowed his brows at the faint smell before the fire alarms began blaring loudly throughout the complex. Joaquin quickly stowed away all of their maps and plans in his backpack before the three of them had exited the apartment and began ushering everyone towards the stairwells at either end of the hallways. Bucky and Sam opted to split up and head upwards to make sure that everyone got out of the complex while Joaquin called in back up and the fire department as he helped others down the stairs.
Bucky took the stairs to the floor above and opened the door quickly, three full grown black cats came tumbling out of the doorway and Bucky moved back slightly so as not to step on them. The cats all sat in front of Bucky as he held the door open and saw that the fire was coming from this floor and more specifically from a door three doors down from the stairwell door. He frowned softly and looked down at the cats before looking back to the door. They all sat there watching him silently in the same order as they normally were in whenever he saw them.
“Let me guess that’s your apartment.” he grumbled out softly and the middle cat tilted it’s head to the side curiously. Sighing softly Bucky stepped through the door and the cats followed swiftly. “Your Mom wouldn’t leave you if there was a fire, she’s not like that. She’d complain about getting you all out but she’d still get you out.” Bucky said as he walked down the hallway towards the flickering door with the cats on his heels. He turned to the cats and gestured for them to stay put before he spoke. “Stay.” he said firmly before turning back to the door and opening it with his metal hand.
Fire was licking the walls as it climbed upwards to the ceiling, Bucky stared in amazement as the fire moved along the walls to the ceiling but didn’t seem to be burning anything. The only thing truly burning in the apartment that Bucky could see was the potted plants that were scattered around the large living room area. In the middle of the living room sat the woman with the wild raven curly hair. Bucky slowly began to move towards the woman as she sat crisscrossed in the middle of the room with her eyes shut and her lips moving rapidly but too silent for him to hear.
Bucky could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing at attention as he watched the woman continue to speak without being able to hear her and it made his stomach drop with caution and wary. Something was definitely not right here and he couldn’t really put his finger on what was going on. But he still moved to her side because he was worried about her well being. When he placed a hand onto her shoulder she gasped loudly and her eyes flung open as her head tilted up towards him.
“Are you okay?” Bucky asked loud enough to be heard over the flames, but as he darted his eyes around the room he noticed that the flames were starting to lessen and disappear all together.
“Oh my goodness! Shit! I did it again! Are you okay? Is everyone else okay?” The woman began to ramble and Bucky turned to see her looking around worriedly before she dashed away from him and came back with a fire extinguisher in her hands. She moved past him and to the plants that were burning and began to douse them with the fire extinguisher. Bucky followed her and took the fire extinguisher from her hands and moved her so that she was behind him as he extinguished her plants. When he was done he turned back to her and saw that she was looking around worriedly still before turning to him.
“Are you okay?” he asked again and she nodded her head at his question.
“Yes, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I was meditating.” she said, finishing her sentence lamely with a lie that Bucky could detect easily.
“You were meditating?” he asked incredulously and she eagerly nodded her head with wide eyes. “And your apartment caught on fire but didn’t burn how?” he asked, wondering how she was going to lie her way out this. Something clattered along the floor behind him and Bucky whirled around to see the three cats wrestling on the floor near the front door.
“I’m so sorry about this.” the woman said and Bucky turned back towards her with confusion racing through him.
“Wha-” he began to ask when suddenly he blacked out.
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The sound of fire truck sirens filtered in through Bucky’s consciousness and he groaned as he slowly came to. His eyes fluttered open and he saw Sam and Joaquin gazing down at him worriedly. There was also a paramedic at his side checking his vitals. Bucky grunted as he sat up fully and spotted the raven haired woman not far from where he sat in a stretcher. She stood there dressed in a purple dress with a wide brown leather belt and small black boots covering her feet, her raven hair lay in a thick heavy curtain down her back and she held a wicker basket that held the three black cats. They all stared at him and a soft smile formed on the woman’s lips, she winked at him before pressing her index finger to her lips to warn him to be quiet. She then turned on her heel and began walking away from the large crowd of people standing outside the apartment complex as fire fighters walked out of the building announcing that it was a false alarm and everyone was free to go back inside.
Bucky shook his head gently as his eyes darted back to where the woman had been walking away and saw that she had completely disappeared from view. He tried looking for her but Bucky somehow knew that he’d never find her and her three cats again unless they wanted to be found.
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Marvel Spooktober #10
Title: Marvel Spooktober #?
Fandom: Marvel
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x OFC!
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Prompt: Pumpkin
Words: 2,620
Warnings: Death, kidnapping, spooky witches
Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien
Gif Credit: @falcvns
The fall breeze blows gently in the air as you watch the orange and red leaves flutter from the large trees in the neighborhood. Bucky hums softly next to you and you smile over at him, the two of you were on a peaceful walk through your neighborhood before heading home to begin cooking dinner for the two of you. You had been dating Bucky for a year and a half now and ever since the two of you had hit your one year anniversary he had begun moving his things into your home outside of New York City. At first he had done it slowly due to all the time he would spend at your place as opposed to his apartment, but now as you both settled into the relationship and committed yourself to each other he was more freely and rapidly moving the rest of his things into your home.
As the two of you walked along the sidewalk you began to notice all the fall decor that your neighbors had begun to set out. Each house that you had passed so far had been nicely decorated with pumpkins, scarecrows, and fake hay stacks. And as the two of you continued on down the block you noticed more cute decorations that celebrated the fall season. But just as you took another step down the block you noticed Bucky stopping in place and looking across the street. You knew what house he was looking at and had a feeling that he would mention it with curiosity.
“Hey Doll, what’s up with that house?” Bucky asked as he pointed to a dark midnight blue house that was across the street from where you two were walking. Looking over at the house you shiver slightly at the sight, the house is painted a deep dark midnight blue that almost looks black with black trim that adds to the ominous feel of the house among the softer lighter colored homes on the street. Your eyes darted around the yard that was landscaped with large tall grass like bushes that made the yard look overgrown as some neighbors have mentioned or wild in your opinion. Up on the steps leading into the house are three pumpkins that have been carved as Jack o’ lanterns, each with a face of shock on them.
“I don’t know the neighbors but their yard always looks wild to me almost as if it shouldn’t be in a neighborhood but out in nature. I’ve heard rumors that it’s a trio of older sisters who live there and they keep to themselves. Nancy next door to us always seems to have all the gossip in the neighborhood but I don’t really bother with it. To each their own you know?” you explain to him and Bucky nods his head in agreement as he continues to look at the house across the street.
“They’ve got an odd way of carving jack o’ lanterns.” he said bemusedly to you before you both turned and started your walk back to your house.
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The next week Bucky and you were on your evening walk before dinner when you came along your block and started your last leg home. This time though your walk was filled with conversation as a lot had been going on in the neighborhood.
“You haven’t heard any updates on the missing child?” Bucky asked curiously as his eyebrows furrowed with concern.
“No, I’ve been looking for any news articles and keeping up to date on the social media for the local police but nothing yet.” you told him and he nodded his head. “I’m going to volunteer again tomorrow with the search party. Hopefully we’ll be able to find something to help the family.” you said sorrowfully as you looked down at the sidewalk. It was horrible that a little boy had gone missing this past week while riding around on his bike in the neighborhood. No one had seen anything suspicious and the family couldn’t think of anyone who would do this. The only clues that the police had were that the little boy’s bike had been found in the middle of the street in front of the dark house on your block and a small pile of candy had been found nearby.
“Huh, that’s odd.” Bucky said suddenly and you looked up to see him staring at the dark house across the street. You turned and followed his line of sight with a furrowed brow wondering what he was looking at. As your eyes darted around the front yard you spotted when he had noticed and you felt a chill race down your spine as your body involuntarily shivered. There was a small scarecrow to the left side of the yard, it had blue pants and a checkered shirt on with suspenders but what made the hair on the back of your neck stand up was the similar colored hair on the scarecrow that matched the missing little boy’s hair color as well as the color of the face matching the skin tone of the little boy. Bucky sidled up next to you and you looked up at him worriedly as he slowly nodded his head back to the front yard. “Check out the pumpkins.” he said softly and your head turned back to the house to see that two of the pumpkins still had the shocked faces but one pumpkin now had a creepy smile. “C’mon let’s get home.” Bucky said softly as he began to usher you back down the sidewalk. You hurried along feeling as if someone was watching you as you walked, but Bucky wrapped a protective arm around you and tried to give you comfort.
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Two weeks later you’re out on your evening walk with Bucky again and just as you turn the corner to head down your block back to your house you see the numerous police cars parked mindlessly in the street. You frown heavily at their presence before looking over at Bucky who’s watching everything quietly as the two of you continue to walk down your block. All the police cars are parked two houses down from the dark house on the block and you know that there’s a little girl who lives there with her baby sister, Mom and Dad. As your eyes dart around the chaotic scene you spot the abandoned pink and purple bike along with the small pile of candy that stands in the middle of the street right in front of the dark house. You shiver slightly and feel a sense of dread overcome you. Bucky sidles up to you and wraps an arm protectively around your lower back..
“Hello neighbor!” calls out a voice and you turn your head to see your neighbor Nancy standing in another neighbor’s yard. Walking over to the small gathering that had formed in the front yard you furrowed your brows at them all. “There’s another child gone missing.” Nancy informed both you and Bucky causing you gasp softly as your head turned to the house where all the police vehicles were parked. “A little girl, her bike was found just like the little boy’s.” Nancy told them and you instantly felt dread consume you and your eyes darted over to the dark house as you felt Bucky stiffen next to you.
As your eyes darted around the yard you noticed that the first scarecrow was still there but it looked different, it was almost as if it had been left out in a harsh weather as the face of the scarecrow now looked dirtier and sun tanned while the hair at the edges of the face looked dried out. Your eyes continued to look around the yard and saw a cleared away space that used to have tall bushes, you wondered what was going to go there but felt your stomach twist and turn with ominous dread. But then your eyes darted over to the pumpkins sitting on the front stairs and saw that the first pumpkin which had a smiling face now looked more sinister while the second pumpkin which had held a shocked face now had a smiling face. And the third pumpkin still had a shocked face.
Your mind was racing with possibilities on what this could all mean and whether or not you’re reaching with your thoughts. But Bucky sidles up to you and wraps an arm around your shoulders before pulling you into him protectively. You look up at him and notice that he’s fixated on something at the house across the street. When you follow his gaze you spot the woman in the window glaring at the group gathered across the street, she doesn’t look as old as she thought one of the sisters would be from Nancy’s description.
“Nancy, I thought you said the women who lived across the street were much older. Like grandmother aged?” You asked curiously and Nancy didn’t bother looking over at you and Bucky before answering.
“They’re in their eighties. I just spoke to the youngest one yesterday and she said that they’re all in their eighties.” She said and you gaped as you kept staring at the woman who definitely did not look like she was in her eighties. The woman stayed glaring at them all for a few moments more before she disappeared from sight causing you and Bucky to let out a soft breath.
“Let us know if there are any updates. We’re gonna head home.” Bucky said and began to guide you back to your house.
“That woman did not look like she was in her eighties. What the hell?!” You hissed at him softly and he nodded his head in agreement.
“I don’t know what’s going on but Sam might be able to help us.” Bucky told you and you nodded your head as you picked up your pace.
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“Man, have you ever seen a house so cluttered and messy?” Sam asked in shock as he stared down at the screen in his hand. Bucky was staring at it too with wide eyes when you walked into your dinning room table. Bucky had asked Sam to come over with redwing so that they could slip into the sisters’ house and survey the home inside. You had felt uneasy about it but Bucky had convinced you that since the second scarecrow had shown up the other day and looked just like the little girl that had gone missing that the home needed to be inspected.
“Doll, how disrespectful these women are to make scarecrows that match the appearance of these missing kids! And not to mention that it’s suspicious that they are doing this and no one questions them!” You had agreed with Bucky that it was suspicious but you still felt uneasy snooping on your neighbors.
“First floor is creepy but clear.” Sam says suddenly as he maneuvers Redwing through the home silently. Bucky nods as he continues to draw a layout of the home just in case they need to go in there as a rescue mission. “Upstairs or basement first?” Sam asks and you peer over their shoulders curiously knowing that you’re just as bad as them for watching.
“Downstairs. There’s something always downstairs.” Bucky says and you huff out a soft chuckle knowing that he was referring to all the horror films he liked to watch. Sam nods his head and directs Redwing to slip under the door and down into the basement.
“Holy shit.” Sam says softly and your eyes dart from Bucky to the screen and you gasp softly. The basement has an eerie green glow to it as Redwing descends the stairs, when it’s down inside the basement you all can see the green glow is coming from a large cauldron in the middle of the basement. There’s a small lit fire underneath it and the walls are lined with hanging herbs and shelves of varying shaped containers. It’s almost as if it's a room right out of a cheesy Halloween flick, the room looks like a witches room. When Redwing turns you spot a tall black metal twisted podium and a large tome laying open atop it, a large wooden chair is in front of the podium. You shiver as you spot a dark spot on the chair and idly wish that it’s just a marking from age and not anything else.
Redwing turns once more and you let out a shriek of surprise, there’s three cylindrical tubes with bubbling liquid in each tube and two tubes are filled with bodies. Tears begin to pour down your face as you notice the bodies in the two far left tubes, the first one has blue bubbling liquid and the missing boy from two weeks ago. While the middle tube has pink bubbling liquid and the missing girl from last week is suspended in the liquid. Both children have their eyes opened wide and their mouths are distorted in silent screams making the hair on your body stand straight up.
“Damn.” Sam says softly and you watch in horror as Redwing turns slowly once more, capturing everything on video. But just as Sam is directing it back to the stairs a very young woman comes onto screen with a dark sneer covering her face, shocking all three of you as you jump back while the screen goes black. “No! No, no, no, no.” Sam begins to say just as your doorbell rings. Bucky looks at you and you furrow your eyebrows at him as he stands and heads to the front door. Sam follows him quickly and just as you begin to follow someone grabs you from behind and places a slender hand over your mouth. You try to fight back but whatever cloth they have placed over your mouth and nose is doused in something that makes you fall unconscious.
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You groan softly as you begin to come to, your eyes flutter slightly and you see the green glowing basement for yourself in person. Fear and dread instantly consume you as you look up to see two younger women standing behind the podium that’s in front of you as you sit in the large wooden chair next to the bubbling cauldron. The third woman is still much older than the other two and your brain tries to piece the truth together.
“Don’t worry dear, this won’t hurt a bit.” Says the older woman who’s standing in front of the cauldron stirring it. All three women begin to laugh loudly and darkly as your head turns to the side and you spot the children in their tubes of liquid frozen in their fear and pain. Your hair is tightly gripped in someone’s hand and your head is turned back the other way without any fight from yourself. It’s as if your body is numb and you can’t move to save yourself.
The elderly woman is holding up a small vial as another pair of hands come up and pinch your cheeks together so that your mouth opens. The vial is tilted into your mouth and you’re reminded of the taste of your favorite dish which warms you from the inside out. Your body now feels light as your vision clouds with a tint of amber, you don’t notice the elderly woman leaning towards you as you hear the door at the top of the stairs rip open and Bucky rushes down the stairs.
For a fleeting moment you think he’s going to save you but just as that thought enters your mind you suddenly feel pain engulf you. Your mouth drops open in a loud scream and your eyes widen while your vision goes black.
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