I decided to introduce myself a litte bit, here are a few facts about me and what I will be posting on this blog.
About me:
„mileawrites“ is a side blog and my main one is „Milea“ which is a modification of my real name. I just took my first two letters of my name and changed the last three around a bit
I like wolfs and foxes
A friend introduced me to marvel and I got stuck while she isn’t that much of a fan anymore
I used to write when I was younger and stopped because I wasn’t really good but decided to pick it up again
I am from europe and english is not my native language
I am in my 20s
I love reading and I have more books than I can possibly read lol
About my blog:
I will write about Marvel
Mostly about Bucky Barnes but if you want to see anyone else just tell me I do not bite, shoot me a message or an ask :)
In general if you want to see a specific idea just hit me up with it and I will try to do the best I can
I will not write smut, I will hint at it though but a full smut is just something I am not comfortable with
Don’t repost without my permission, hun
I won‘t have a posting schedule, I post when I have an idea
Also if you just want to talk about something you can of course just write me. Depending on where you live it might take me a bit to answer because of time zones :).
That’s it for now. If you read that, thank you. :)
You watched as the two men walk around what used to be your room. It was hard to watch two random men look around what used to be yours. The blonde one held what you had come to know was a camera. After years and years of being stuck here, you learned about all the new things in the world. As people came and went they brought cameras, phones, money and so on. So you knew that what they held was a camera.
"So apparently there's a female ghost that haunts this room. She's known to talk to women mostly but since we don't have any women here, colby will have to do." The blonde chuckled as he spoke to the camera. You rolled your eyes as you listened. You didn't only talk to women, you just preferred to talk to women cause the men that came here always had something inappropriate to say. You never understood what it was with men and trying to have sex with ghosts but hell, they still tried.
"So the spirit here goes by the name of y/n. She's known to touch guests, as if she's hugging them." The blonde said and the brunette, who you now knew was named Colby, chuckled. "I'd love to get hugged by a ghost," He said. You didn't wanna say it but... You wouldn't mind hugging him. You missed the feeling of touch. You missed how it felt to be hugged, to be loved. You had tried so many times, hugging person after person but you felt nothing and each time the person freaked out. You knew they never meant anything by it, they were just scared, but you still took it personally. And with each person who ran away scared, you just hurt even more.
"There are no stories of this spirit being malevolent. Almost all the stories are kinda sweet." The blonde said. "So she's a nice ghost? That's a first." Colby said. The blonde sat down the camera on your dresser, making sure the camera got view of all of the room. You were sat in the chair next to the dresser. "So I brought some flashlights. I'm gonna place one of the dresser and one of the bedside table. Y/n, if you could come touch one and let us know if you're here, that'd be great." Colby said.
You watched as he placed the flashlights down. These guys seemed nice enough so you went ahead and tapped the light on the dresser, making it turn on. "Woah!" The blonde said, grabbing the camera and showing the light that just turned on. "Okay, okay so you're here with us. My name is sam and this is colby. We heard this is your room. Are you okay with us being here? Just turn off the light to let us know if it's okay," The blonde, who you now know as Sam, said.
You tapped the light, turning it off. Both of the guys got excited, cheering slightly. You giggled, shaking your head. You'd never seen someone so excited to talk to you. "I heard you were a hugger, do you want to give colby a hug?" Sam asked and you once again giggled. "Yeah, feel free to come and hug me," Colby said, holding his arms out, as if waiting for a hug. If your heart was still beating you knew it'd be racing, someone wanted a hug? Someone wanted to actually hug you?
You stood up walking slowly to Colby. Colby was still waiting, shaking his head with a smile. "There's no way-" Colby started but stopped once he felt pressure around his sides. You hugged him, tightly, head against his chest. You listened to his heart beat, hearing it speed up as he felt your touch. "What? What is it?" Sam asked, camera pointed at him. Colby was quiet, chest rising and falling. He wasn't sure if he was paralyzed from fear or sadness. All he felt was overwhelming sadness, a feeling of loneliness running through his body. His eyes watered but he didn't move, he wanted to hug back but wasn't sure how.
"Are you getting a hug?" Sam asked and Colby nodded. "No fucking way dude! Your eyes are watering!" Sam walked closer to zoom in on his eyes. You finally pulled away, looking up at the brunette. His eyes watered, face turning red. He looked like he was gonna cry. No one had ever reacted like this. "Bro," Colby brought his hands up to his face. Sam put down the camera. "Are you okay?" He asked. "I don't know, I just feel- I feel so sad. Like i feel like i'm gonna cry," Colby wiped the few tears that fell from his face.
"I'm sorry," You whispered. Both guys froze. They heard you, they heard you loud and clear. Sam brought the camera back up to film whatever was happening. "Why are you sorry?" Colby asked. You didn't know how to respond, nor did you think they'd even hear if you did respond. "You have nothing to be sorry for. I'm glad you hugged me," Colby said. You wanted to cry, you felt sad but happy. Happy that someone was being so sweet, that someone was happy you hugged them but sad that you couldn't feel the hug, couldn't feel anything but you could hear his heart.
"Is it lonely where you are?" Colby asked, "Is that why I felt so sad and lonely?" He continued. You tapped the flashlight as if to say yes. "Are you trapped here?" Sam asked. You honestly weren't sure. You had tried to leave before and it never worked out but still you never felt trapped. You felt alone and sad but never trapped. "Are you able to leave?" Colby asked. Once again you didn't answer. "Are you still here?" Sam asked and you tapped the flashlight. "Do you want us to stop asking about if you're able to leave?" Colby asked and you nodded, for a moment forgetting that they can't see you. You tapped the light and both of them nodded. "Okay, we won't ask about it anymore." Colby said.
"Maybe we should move to a different room, it's getting late and if we want to finish the video we should move on." Sam said. You quickly shook your head, tapping the light repeatedly. It only turned off and on slowly which made you upset. "Woah, look at the light," Colby said and Sam pointed the camera at the light. "Do you not want us to leave?" Colby asked and once again you tapped the light, turning it on. "You're welcome to follow us around the house if you can." Sam said. You sighed, you've never left the room before. Each time you tried you couldn't leave.
They took your silence as an answer. Colby picked up the flashlights and sam gathered anything else they had. Sam was the first out the door. Colby close behind. Before he could leave, you ran up to colby, grabbing his arm. You were waiting to be stopped by whatever blocked you before but this time nothing blocked you. You were out of the room and holding onto Colby's arm. Colby turned around, "I'm glad you're following us around the house," He said. You smiled, letting go of his arm.
You didn't understand why or how but you were able to follow Colby. You followed him throughout the house, touching his arm every now and then but it never scared him. You expected to be stopped at the front door but you weren't. You followed colby out, out into the world. It was so different from what you remembered. It was beautiful and lively and you were seeing it all.
What you didn't know was the only reason you were able to leave was because you had attached yourself to colby. You felt welcomed wherever you went with him. No one had ever told you to leave, colby had never told you to leave. You followed him to every haunted place they went to, meeting new ghosts and protecting him from the bad ghosts, or at least trying your best. He never seemed aware of it but you didn't mind. You felt welcomed. You felt safe. You were attached.
