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On the way to a routine intel sweep, Sergeant John "Soap" Mactavish is hit with a horrific vision - the plane he and his team are on explodes after take off, killing everyone on board.
When Soap doesn't end up on that plane, he finds himself and his teammates hunted down by what should've happened...their untimely demise.
As the realisation occurs that something darker, something unavoidable, is stalking them - strange events unfold on base. One by one, death reclaims what she is owed.
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“We have to get off, now”
“What?”
Price's commanding voice, sharp and confused, broke through the murmurs Soap hadn't even realised were there.
The captain approached quickly, tone steady but edging towards pulling rank.
“John, son,” He began, reaching out a calming hand, “We can't just get off. We need this lift, what's gotten in to yo-”
“No!”
He flinched away. His breaths came in ragged, unreliable bursts.
“No- This plane is gonnae fuckin’ blow and we all need to get the hell off now!”
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Finally having a bit of down time, John is forced to embark on a fishing trip with his Da and nephew, dragging along an unwilling Simon Riley.
As the day goes on, John's headache begins to worsen, alongside other unwanted symptoms and he has to navigate the torrential rain and not dizzily lose his balance and fall down into the canal.
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“Do we really have to go fishin’? Granda never catches anything,” groaned Jacob as he wandered into the kitchen, hair a mess and looking exactly how John felt.
“Why do the fish come oot so early anyways?”
“It’s an art, boy,” Da grinned as he came in, fishing gear galore over his shoulder, with big green wellies and an armless fishing jacket the man certainly looked the part.
Unfortunately he was fooling everyone but the fish.
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When things go wrong during a high stakes operation, who could Ghost trust to have his six?
Clearly something was off with the 141 if Ghost was in the field alone, something was missing.or
What if Price had never chosen Soap as one of his operatives and the man instead wiggled his way into TF141 when opportunity showed itself in a terrible solo field op?
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19 Sep 2026
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One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty-Seven by sheApunk89
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Iron Man (Movies), Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
14 Jul 2025
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Five years Peter never expected to live without his dad, and five he didn't have to.
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[Tony gets dusted on Titan instead of Peter and that changes a few things, but not everything.]
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- Part 12 of Hyperfocusing on the Spiderverse
- Part 3 of IronDad AU
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10 Sep 2026
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wishing i was someone else (feeling sorry for myself) by heaven4lostgirls
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
25 Aug 2025
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He goes to work, comes home. Avoids mirrors like the plague. Goes out as Spider-Man for hours, comes home. Tries to eat, can’t, then sleeps.
Peter Parker’s days are very monotonous until it’s announced that Tony fucking Stark is back from the dead.
Now, Peter has to deal with visitors.
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10 Sep 2026
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it's better to die numb (than feel it all) by frvitbovl
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)
16 Aug 2026
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"make it stop. it hurts" he cries, words coming out slurred.
peter thought that, maybe, he has gotten the gist of the whole dying experience. that it wouldn't surprise him this time, that he will be prepared for what's to come.
he isn't.
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peter parker always knew he would die in the spider-man suit. it gets proven when he crumbles to dust on titan. it also turns out to be true when they're fighting thanos and he snaps his fingers, using the infinity stones to defeat him.
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peter snaps instead of tony.
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09 Sep 2026
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Arthur had always shied away from touch.
Maybe it was due to his upbringing; living with a father who’d only ever touch him to hurt when all Arthur wanted was a hug or a pat on the back.
So, by the time he’d met Hosea and Dutch, he had made it very clear he wasn’t the touchy-feely type.
And now… dammit, he was getting old.
He couldn’t pretend anymore.
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A short 5 + 1 fic, slightly pre-canon, in which Arthur is touch-starved.
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07 Sep 2026

