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Can I be tagged in EVERYTHING YOU write?

When ever I get to writing again I'll be sure to tag you lol its been im pretty sure about a year sense I posted anything, im working on a project though. I had to take some time off to focus on school for a bit!

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Are you going to do a sequel to the silent scream?

Maybe? Tbh I have had a bit of a struggle writing for the Marvel fandom atm. But I have been working on things seeing as I have started to come back around. So maybe xD

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This is amazing *-*

Count On Me (1) (mobster reader/Bucky fic)

Summary: Sing A Song for your life, little one.

Word Count: 619

Warnings: foul language??

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With your heels clicking against the wooden floorboards of the tavern, you approached the bartender and tapped on the surface to gain his attention. Your patience was wearing thin and you needed a drink in your system to calm yourself before you release your anger on the wrong person. Once the bartender walked over to you, he smiled with a greeting on his lips.

“Save the horse shit.” You cut him off, throwing him an annoyed glare. “Gimme three shots of fire whiskey.”

“Three?” He repeated as he pulled the bottle from the shelf behind him. “Did i stutter, peasant?” You grit your teeth as you checked the time on your watch.

“So, what’s a place like this doing in a girl like you?” he raises a brow, unfazed by your violent tone. “My name’s Bucky.”

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Marvel Studios’ Avengers - Official Trailer

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W̷̢͆ë̵̟ ̵̢̕Á̸̜l̵͉̅l̸̝̂ ̴̞͆F̷̬͘a̵̪̐l̷͕̈́l̴͇͐ ̸̼̐D̶̙́o̶̭̔w̸̻̕n̴̻̂ ̶̥̓(̸̮͐E̷̩͋n̸̮̉d̶̲̀)̵̠͝

(A/n- Okay.. I am sooo sorry >.< never meant to be gone that long or have this sitting in my files doing absolutely doing nothing. Here is the ending, not as long as the others but still this is the end of what was my October frights.. Ë̶̳̳͓̙̮́ň̶̪̺̹̏̋̈́͑͜j̴̳̓̾́̚ỏ̵͕̦̹̗̍̈́͘y̷͚͉͛́̆͛͝ ̸̙̭̞̙̓t̴̰̦̤̉̾͝h̸̦̟͇̬̭̓̕é̵̳̖͗̈́̆͋ ̵͚͉̬̘̽̒̍͘͘š̵̓̒͛͜ĥ̸̨o̸͖͕̍́̇̕w̷͎͇̟̟̦̓!̸̦̥͑͝) Avengers x dead!child!reader

Warnings- Gore, horror, spooks, abuse? sorta

Teaser Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Epilogue

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I've made up stuff that's turned out to be real, that's the spooky part. -Tom Clancy

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It was about a year after the events of that Halloween, that Bucky had starting to notice strange happenings. On some missions when he wasn’t paying attention a enemy would take a shot at him but instead of the bullet hitting him, it’d fly into the object beside him missing him completely. As if a barrier was up around him. This continued on throughout the months till Halloween arrived again. He was sitting out on the roof of the tower, watching the sunset when a sudden chill went through him.

He felt a presence beside him, but thinking it was Steve he just turned his head only to find a faded figure of what appeared to be [Y/n], sitting next to him facing the setting sun.

“[Y/n?,” He asks quietly, watching as the figure turns their head to look at him with a small smile.

“Hello Bucky,” Comes the answering whisper, he almost missed it it's so softly spoken.

“Your here?” They nod but smile sadly.

“For the last time it seems,” They answer turning their head to watch as the sun slowly sinks into the horizon.

“What do you mean the last time?” Bucky asks, frowning at the far off look on their face.

“All those times I protected you, when a bullet would get to close that was me but its my time to pass on,” They answer placing a hand on his hand, a chill crawls up his arm at their phantom touch. “This was my last Halloween. I have something I want to ask you.”

“Yes?”

“Don’t forget me, okay?”

“I won’t I promise,” He answers, smiling and watching as the figure beside him hugs his side sending another chill through his system before their touch fades with the setting sun. He stayed sitting there until the moon was at its highest.

After a moment of just sitting there in the quiet, he stood up and headed back inside. He’s glad they found piece where ever they had went, no longer in pain, no longer sadden or enraged. As Bucky closed the door to his room another door closed, not a physical door but the door to the after life. Taking with it a small child no older than five, clutching at their teddy bear and holding the hand of what seems to be a cloaked figure.

“Where are we going?” The child asks as they step through the door.

“Home,” The cloaked figure answers, the door closing behind them.

A̴̤̕s̴̓ͅh̸̞͒e̸̥͊s̷̨̈ ̶̣̾t̵̾͜ơ̸̩ ̴̺̐A̷̮̋s̵̡̉h̴̗͂é̸͇s̷͔͐,̵̳̿ ̸̠̚D̵͎̎u̵̢̾s̸̤̈ṯ̵̀ ̴̳̌t̴̘̒o̸͖̾ ̷͍̇Ḋ̸̖ù̴̼s̷̪͒t̸͖̐.̸̝̿ ̴͚̂ ̶̒ͅW̷̳̊ȩ̶̎ ̶̞̂a̶̤͋l̴̢̊l̵̻͑ ̷͇͝f̸͎̚a̷̺͋l̵̝̕ḷ̶͒ ̵̬̕D̴̩̀ọ̵̀w̵͈̆n̷̠̐.̷̡̄

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The news about Stan Lee is utterly heartbreaking I barely have words.

Thank you so much for all the incredible characters you gave us. For creating a universe which has made so many of us so happy, and will be so important to us for the rest of our lives.

your legacy will live on forever in our hearts.

Rest in peace, you were the true super hero.

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#same energy

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Woooooooo

Okay so this happened with out my knowledge...

I HIT 100 FOLLOWERS iF THAT ISN’T AMAZING IDK WHAT ISSS THANK YOU ALL 

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Ẇ̶͉̚e̸̗̊̌̑ ̵͎̦̅A̶̡̞͆l̷͚͓͗́̕l̴̫͔̓͛͌ ̴͙̹̈́͐͂ͅF̵̡̨͜͝a̷͖̲̍͘l̸͔̩͋̾l̶̳̪̂̔͜͝ ̸̬̜̟̓̏D̵̽͜o̵̖̐͊͐w̵̱̔̄̈n̵̜̮͉̽̈́ ̷͍̮͒̋(̸̢͝C̷͕͙̈́̕h̷̝͋̾͝.̵͎̬͌́͝5̸̗̭̅̃ͅ)̶͔̿̈

(A/n- Okay hopefully this doesn’t seemed rushed I literally just put this together in the span of about an hour. This is the last chapter besides an epilogue that is in the works. But any who!… Ë̶̳̳͓̙̮́ň̶̪̺̹̏̋̈́͑͜j̴̳̓̾́̚ỏ̵͕̦̹̗̍̈́͘y̷͚͉͛́̆͛͝ ̸̙̭̞̙̓t̴̰̦̤̉̾͝h̸̦̟͇̬̭̓̕é̵̳̖͗̈́̆͋ ̵͚͉̬̘̽̒̍͘͘š̵̓̒͛͜ĥ̸̨o̸͖͕̍́̇̕w̷͎͇̟̟̦̓!̸̦̥͑͝) Avengers x dead!child!reader

Warnings- Gore, horror, spooks, abuse? sorta

Teaser Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Epilogue 

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At first cock-crow the ghosts must go. Back to their quiet graves below. - Theodosia Garrison

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“What the hell is that thing!” Natasha yells, as it charges forward the others dodging out of its path causing the creature to slam into the walls. The red head aims her pistol at the monster, firing a few shots hitting it but they deflect off its back seeming to only it piss it off more. “Um, guys! Game plan here?”

Everyone scatters trying to get out of the line of fire, dodging the swipes of claws and the beast charging at them. Increasingly the suffocating rage spilling from the creature has become thick, so thick the others can feel their mind try to argue with the others. Steve specifically has snapped at Tony already, the unarmored man stands with him behind his shield.

“We need to figure out why the kid still alive, the figure said before you guys bursted in here that the music kept them asleep!” Bucky yells, moving towards a corner where he helped the figure from the wall who now breathes in short gasps, blood spilling onto the ground.

“You need. You need to get the others, find a way- Find a way to stabilize them if you get the monster to calm down then it's possible me and the others can end this.” They gasp out, clutching at their chest their gaze resting on the monster as it slams against Steve's shield, causing the man to stagger back at the shear force of the hit the shield taking the brunt of the attack.

“Guys! We need to calm it down, where's the music box?” Bucky glances around, looking for the small box, and he spots it right behind the creature as it tries to grab Natasha who quickly ducks under the claws swinging herself onto its back and slamming it to the floor with her legs. The creature now on the ground, roars before it quickly grabs the redhead by the leg, large claws digging into her calf an it slams her to the ground next to her.

Wanda noticing the box as well raising her hands as they glow red, she reaches out moving the box to her only for a clawed hand to stop its path causing it to clatter to the floor. The monster growls charging towards her, but she wasn’t quick enough to get away, getting slammed against the wall. Bucky rushes over but she shakes her head yelling, “Get the box! Quickly!”

He takes the box quickly opening it and turning the small lever. After a moment the music starts back up again, it causes the creature to slow for a second as it tries to swipe at Clint who hangs from the rafters having climbed up there once the creature awakened. Its head turns, blood pouring from its temple as it sets its sights on Bucky, eyes narrowing a growl ringing out from their chest.

Bucky stops, as he looks at it a fear begins to creep up his spine, almost as bad an when he would be prepped for being wiped. His breathing picks up, the creature stalking towards him keeping eye contact. The music continues to play, the small angel spinning around.

Tony quietly sneaks out of the room looking around for the other personalities like the figure against the wall asked. He finds them in one of the rooms next to the attic, stepping inside he is nearly decapitated by a metal arm. His eyes widen an he ducks under it and backs away into the room.

“What did you do?” The small kid asks, standing up from where it sits against the wall clutching their teddy bear.

“We woke them up,” Tony gets out glancing over at the teen age looking figure that stands over him snarling.

“You just made the worst mistake in your like, what did We say?” The teen asks, pulling its arm out of the wood.

“They said to come get you after we have calmed the creature down.”

“He’s planning.. To make us disappear, isn’t he Us?” The second smallest asks, gently touching his ear as it bleeds.

“Yes, and now because of a few dim witted humans we have to go away,” It answers, its eyes narrowing on Tony.

“I don’t want to go,” The little one sniffs, clutching tighter onto their teddy.

“Last I saw Bucky was calming them down, but something happened because he froze when he looked at the creature.”

“He was ghost locked, we need to get in their now,” The teen says, quickly heading towards the other room. Tony and the other two follow it out and quickly the teen bursts into the room, causing the creature to pause and look back at it.

“You are not welcome here монстр(monster)! Go back to sleep where you belong!” They yell, the other two and Tony sneaking out from behind them. The smaller ones go over to We, helping the figure stand up.

“They are good for one thing, distractions. Get a hand on them quickly,” The figure quickly says, walking forward towards the creature that notices them moving towards it.

The teen quickly grabs its attention grabbing the creatures arm which it retaliates and claws at them only to hit their metal arm. As the three quickly get their hands on the creature a light flashes and the creature reverts to the human that was. Replacing the four figures is hazy images of the child, the kid along with the teen and the adult, the three others fade into the body on the ground leaving the adult floating a few inches off the ground.

“We just wanted to live, sense they weren’t able to live,” They say quietly, “I just wanted us to… I dunno.. I never wanted it to end up like this. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

Bucky frowns, shaking his head but as he’s about to speak the figure fizzes and slowly fades away.

“What the shit?” Clint swings down from the rafters, glancing around as he puts away his arrows.  

“I dunno, but it was some crazy shit,” Tony says, brushing himself off.

The others just get up, but Natasha is helped up by Wanda who looks at her leg, “The cuts are deep, we need to get her to the jet.”

Everyone nodes quickly picking up their things, but Bucky stays behind looking down at the kid. Steve glances back before he stepped out of the room, “Buck?”

“I need to bury them Steve,” Bucky says, “They deserve to be buried.”

Steve nodes and helps Bucky pick them up and carry them to the jet.

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W̷̢̥̣͘e̴͙̻͆̋̕ ̵̥͋̃̀A̶͙̰͝l̴̰̼̩͒l̶͔͎̞͆ ̷̻̅̔̅F̷̨̜͙͂å̷̱̥͋ĺ̸̙̻̐l̴̘̹̍̿̚ ̴̟͙̈͂̀D̶̮̉o̴͉̠͑̍͝w̷̮̩̻̿̈́̉n̸͓̝͋͑̕͜ ̶͔̒̒̎(̷̞́̈C̸̹͇̃̈́̈́h̴̳̫͗̉̕.̶̼͈͌̀̉4̶̩̔̍̂)̷̨̟̌͠͝

(A/n- Its sorta late again, but I got it out on the due date WOOO! Anyway sorry I lost track of time sorta hopfully the next one will release earlier!... Ë̶̳̳͓̙̮́ň̶̪̺̹̏̋̈́͑͜j̴̳̓̾́̚ỏ̵͕̦̹̗̍̈́͘y̷͚͉͛́̆͛͝ ̸̙̭̞̙̓t̴̰̦̤̉̾͝h̸̦̟͇̬̭̓̕é̵̳̖͗̈́̆͋ ̵͚͉̬̘̽̒̍͘͘š̵̓̒͛͜ĥ̸̨o̸͖͕̍́̇̕w̷͎͇̟̟̦̓!̸̦̥͑͝) Avengers x dead!child!reader

Warnings- Gore, horror, spooks, abuse? sorta

Teaser Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 epilogue

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In·hu·man- lacking human qualities of compassion and mercy; cruel and barbaric.

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“Why did you bring him here?” A harsh voice snaps in the quiet room. The soft sound of music Bucky heard when he first arrives seems loudly but slowly fades an if its coming to an end.

“You needed… To see him..” A familiar voice answers the harsh one, a soft whirring comes from the other side of the room. “I took care of the others.”

“What did you do?”

“I put them in the spare room, Us two are outside the door.”

“Thank you Us.”

“It was my pleasure We.” There's a dragging sound that follows the whirring before what Bucky assumes is a door, clicks shut.

“I know you are awake. You can open your eyes James,” The voice from before has become softer but compels him to open his eyes.

When he does, he's met with an old attic. Cobwebs hang from the ceiling and dust clings to the old furniture seeming untouched for years. His eyes catch on a figure crouching next to a lamp on the ground. His ears pick up a soft cranking before the music starts to play again.

“If I don’t play the music they’ll wake up. They might die if they wake. Then we’ll be gone as well,” The figure speaks but walks over to Bucky making sure they stay out of the light flowing in from the window.

“But you would be free,” Bucky finally speaks, moving from where he leans against the wall.

The floorboards creak as the figure comes to a stop in front of him. Pale blue light shines from their eyes as they look down at him. “Do you know what freedom is for us? It is being here in the flesh. Talking and breathing. Not in the great unknown.”

“But you all seem to be in pain.”

“You know nothing of pain. Yes you were tortured by Hydra, I saw your memories, but you have no idea what it’s like for your own parents to beat you, and tear out your own heart.” An hey speak, the figure steps into the light. It seems to be the adult version of the three beings from before, only with a gaping hole in their chest. It oozes blood, showing veins and vessels where a heart would have been. “He took out my heart.”

The being crouches down in front of him, “He wanted me to kill my little sister. I said no and he told me I felt to much.”

Bucky backs away as they place a cold bloodied hand over Bucky’s heart. “So he took a knife, cut open a hole.” They trace a circle on his chest, a phantom pain spreading around where they touched. “Then he cut away my ribs and my lungs. Before he ripped my heart out. You know what he did after?”

The assassin shakes his head and they answer, “He crushed it.” The being suddenly pulls their hand away from his chest and in the palm of their hand rests a beating heart dripping blood into their palm and onto the floor. The figure gazes down at the heart for a moment before the heart fades.

“My sister escaped the moment my parents died. I don’t know where she is or even if she still lives,” They stand walking over to the window. “I wish that I could find her. Despite what the reports say, I never died. I lived through the abuse. I was so close to death each time, turns out even death has no place for me in his arms.”

Bucky slowly stands gazing at the lump on the ground before at the figure, “Then why not leave?” He asks, “Why not go find her.”

There's a soft chuckle an they speak, “We’re dead James.”

“Bucky,” He says, “I don’t go by James he died a long time ago.”

“Well Bucky. You must know when a being forms after death, with enough rage they can make themselves a body like we all did. We-”

The door slams open, revealing the others. Steve raises his shield throwing it at the figure, it hits their chest slamming them into the wall causing the figure to gasp, clutching at the shield.

“Buck! Are you okay?” He asks, quickly running over as the other walk in inspecting the room, Tony walks over to the lump on the ground.

“I.. I’m fine. Why the hell did you do that though?” Bucky asks, motioning towards the figure.

Everyone is quiet, the soft music the only sound in the room besides the harsh breathing of the figure pinned against the wall.

Tony suddenly leans down and taking the music box and looking at it.

“N-no, don’t!” They shout, reaching out a shaky hand as the music suddenly stops.

The lump on the ground suddenly groans, flinching a bit. Bucky’s eyes widen as he looks down at it then at the figure, who’s breathing has picked up. Their eyes slowly close and they lean against the wall, “Run. Now”

Everyone remains frozen as the lump on the ground rises, forming a large human like figure. Horns though protrude from their head and long claws form from their fingers. Red glowing eyes open and stare right at them, before a ear piercing roar breaks the silence.

“Out. Of. Time,” A voice echoes off the walls, it's filled with rage and anger, seething out and grabbing a hold of everyone. “Time.. To play.”

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W̶̱̜̍͜e̶̞̱̫͙̐̔̋͘ ̴̛͇̝̻͜A̷͙̭͈̍̊͋͑ļ̷̻̥͋l̴̼̇̒̿͠ ̸͓̐̅̌́F̶̣͕̳͋̕͜a̷̞̞̲̐l̵̘͕͙̟̍̈́͝ḻ̶̈́ ̷̜͕̔Ḑ̴͓̹̎̈́̋o̵̠̲͖̊̃͜ẘ̵̛͈̭͖͐͜ń̸̻̓͗̌ ̷̖̯͐̂͑̌(̵̳̗̜͒̈́̊C̵̢̣̫̃͐̌͝h̵̙̝̮̯̆̚.̸̼͈͒̀̍̕3̸̝̆̿́̇)̴̧̖̫͉͌̃̊̀

(A/n- Its sooo late, I am sooo sorry. I meant to post it yesterday but I got caught up in somethings but anyway its here now! The next one will be posted on the 16th... Ë̶̳̳͓̙̮́ň̶̪̺̹̏̋̈́͑͜j̴̳̓̾́̚ỏ̵͕̦̹̗̍̈́͘y̷͚͉͛́̆͛͝ ̸̙̭̞̙̓t̴̰̦̤̉̾͝h̸̦̟͇̬̭̓̕é̵̳̖͗̈́̆͋ ̵͚͉̬̘̽̒̍͘͘š̵̓̒͛͜ĥ̸̨o̸͖͕̍́̇̕w̷͎͇̟̟̦̓!̸̦̥͑͝) Avengers x dead!child!reader

Warnings- Gore, horror, spooks, abuse? sorta

Teaser Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Epilogue

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Ap·pa·ri·tion- a ghost or ghostlike image of a person

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They were yelling again. Their voices carried all the way up to your bedroom, interrupting your play time with Teddy. Teddy kept on whispering to you, trying to get you to ignore them but when something shattered you scrambled up and hurried down stairs towards the kitchen where you hear cursing.

“Are you and mommy fighting again daddy?” You asked, holding onto Teddy as you stood in the doorway looking at him.

He stops pacing and looks at you, “Listen here runt, you have no business speaking about us so I suggest you just shut your mouth and be quiet.”

“But I heard yo-” you get cut off an he grabs you by your hair carrying you over to the counter, quickly taking out one of the knives. You whimper at the pain, struggling against his grip.

“I told you to shut it. Not listening has consequences,” He says harshly, using his other hand to pry your mouth open wide. His grip is bruising on your jaw as  you thrash and cry. He moves the knife and suddenly pain erupts from your mouth, an you scream and choke on the blood pouring into your mouth. You stagger back an you try to cover your mouth but it just escapes and leaks onto the floor.

The child moves in Bucky’s arms, smiling brightly at the figure on the stairs, “Look! Bucky’s back!”

From the steps the figure seems to freeze for a moment, before looking directly at him.

“Bucky?” It echoes, stepping off the steps and slowly walking towards him. “We’re going to be so happy when we see you.”

“Who is we?” Bucky asks, glancing over at the others.

“Us, me and the one you hold is what was. There are for of us, you have yet to meet what we could have been,” The voice echoes off the walls as the being wipes some of the blood off its mouth only for it to be replaced with more blood.

“Why are you bleeding?” Tony questions, having stepped out of his suit and put it on sentry mode, he walks over to the small being.

“Daddy said I talked too much. He cut out my tongue.”

“That’s horrible,” Wanda speaks, rubbing her arm an a chill works its way through the room.

“Not an horrible as what happend to We,” The voice replies looking up at Wanda.

“Who is We?” She asks.

“We is what we could have become. The were our future. We does not like people coming in here and messing up our reality.”

“You talk strangely,” Tony says, crossing his arms.

“You just hear differently,” It answers back, slipping its small hand into Bucky’s as it looks at the inventor. Bucky’s human arm becomes numb and cold, not feeling anything but the touch of the childs.

He goes to speak again but is stopped by a loud noise sounding like something shattering upstairs. Everyone looks to the steps, the room growing increasingly cold as footsteps come closer. “It’s Us,” The being says, inching closer to Bucky’s leg.

As the steps get closer a ringing begins to hum through the air, causing the team to slightly wince at the noise. It starts to become unbearable, Clint, Tony and Natasha falling to the ground as it increases. Then Steve falls followed by Wanda, but strangely Bucky is not affected by it as much as the others are.

“You have been gone for so long, it seems you have forgotten who we were for a while,” A hoarse voice echoes down the steps. On the top step stands a person, looking like the children by him only as a teenager. “Pathetic, worthless, you forgot us!”

The yell the figure produces causes the walls to shake and a light bulb suddenly shatter. Bucky winces at the sound stagger back a bit, the child in his arms hides their face in his chest.

“I-I was forced to forget, I’m so sorry,” He gets out, looking at the figure as it makes its way down the steps.

“You have no idea what we went through,” It speaks again, facing Bucky now. Instead of blood coming from its mouth, it now comes from their ears dripping onto their shirt and finally the floor. “She took my ears you know, I can only hear from vibrations.”

The floorboards creak as the being creeps closer with now strange robotic movements. Metal parts glint from under their very clear skin, whirring almost like Bucky’s arm as they come closer.

“We were put through so much, I was tortured.” Step, drag, creek. “I was murdered.” Step, thump, whirr, creak. “Betrayed!”

The kids scream and Bucky runs up the steps quickly, heading for one of the rooms as his heart pounds in his ears. He slams the door behind him, placing the kids in the corner, the smaller one crying softly. It has gone suddenly quiet, no more ringing, the only faint sound is their breathing and the music from what appears to be above him.

“Ohhh Bucky! Betrayerrrrr. Where are you.” A voice speaks from the hallway, creaking and soft thuds accompany the voice. Whirring soon follows as the being walks past the door and down the hallway, the noises becoming distant.

Bucky’s breathing is heavy as he keeps in front of the two children, who huddle together holding on tight. His heart pounds as he stares right at the door, making sure the knob doesn’t moves as he stays as quiet as he can.

Suddenly there's a voice from behind him, “Found you!”

Then everything goes black.

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Rachie’s Masterlist

Marvel-

The Silent Scream Masterlist

Empire of Blood Masterlist

Little White Rose Masterlist

Reformation of a Desperado Masterlist

Naked and Afraid Masterlist

October Frights

We All Fall Down Masterlist (2018)

Song Fics- 

Devil Side (cheating!Bucky fic)

The Night We Met (Sad Bucky)

Fire and Fury- (Ch.1) (Ch.2) (Multiple chapters)

Drunk Girl (Bucky x Reader)

Random Blurbs-

Despicable (Bucky x Reader)

Coming Soon-

Gaming Au StuckyxReader(possibly??)

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Drunk Girl- Song Fic

(A/n- One of my fav songs atm.. soooo I thought this up as I listened to it Enjoy! And its a bit shorrt but what evaa)

Bucky x Reader

Warnings- Drinking, some cussing, that bout it

Drunk Girl- By Chris Janson

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Bucky doesn’t normally go out to bars on a Wednesday evening, hell he only goes out when he is plagued with nightmares and cannot sleep. Tonight was such a night that he had a feeling wasn’t going to be pretty for him. So to avoid sleeping he went to the bar he normally frequents. It’s a bit run down but its popular enough to keep it going. Old veterans and some bikers usually crowd in around five and leave by seven, before the younger people begin to party an some of them say.

Couple of cover charge stamps got her hand looking like a rainbow

In and out of every bar on a whim just like the wind blows

She's either a bachelor or coming off a breakup

Take a drunk girl home

She's bouncing like a pinball

Singing every word she never knew

Dancing with her eyes closed like she's the only one in the room

Her hairs a perfect mess, falling out of that dress

Take a drunk girl home

When he arrived it was just a bit after eight, the sun was down and the bar was only half full. While he was sitting down he noticed a bright red dress leaning against the bar not far from where he sat. Her hair was up in an elaborate due, a little bit of makeup on her pretty face and diamond earrings hang from her ears. The woman's eyes glisten with unshed tears as she downs another shot and waves for another. She’s a little over dressed for a bar like this, he guesses she's a bridges mate or something.

As the night goes on people begin to crowd into the bar, shooting pool, talking loudly or just dancing to the music that plays on the speakers. Every now and then Bucky would glance over at the woman, watching her down what is possibly her seventh shot. Her body is not going to like her in the morning. Slowly over time he begins to see some men crowd around her like wolves, waiting for a rabbit to step out of its den. He downs his drink after a moment and walks over standing next to her, striking up a conversation as he orders another drink.

As they converse he never asks why she’s here with tears in her eyes, why she's dressed the way she is, he never even touches her but to only steady her when she stumbles back laughing at something he said.

She does after a while tell him her name and then why she’s there. Turns out her fiance walked out on her, they were to elope last night due to some family problems she was having. At his bachelor party he ended up fucking a stripper and supposedly fell in love with her. She cried on his shoulder after she told him. Bucky just rubbed her back comfortingly an she did.

He stopped once he noticed the time was after two in the morning. He asked her if he could help her to her place to which she allowed him to. So he helped her grab her things and they left the bar. Bucky walked with her down the sidewalk letting her lead the way to her apartment. Once there he helped her into her room where she lied down falling asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

He stood there for a moment as she slept, turning and quickly grabbing her a glass of water and some medicine from the bathroom that he stumbled upon awhile looking for the kitchen. The brunette left them on the nightstand beside her bed. He also left his number next to her phone before he left the room leaving the door cracked open.

Bucky turned the light on as he left, leaving her keys beside the door and locking it behind him as he did so. He hope she’d be alright in the morning. When he arrived at the tower everyone was still asleep, so he walked quietly back to his room. It took him awhile but he eventually fell into a dreamless sleep.

The following morning Bucky woke to a text from the same woman from the bar, thanking him for what he did the night before. He sent her a text back and then saved her number under the name [Y/n]. The team later wondered why he was glued to his phone and absent most nights. Till about a few months of him doing this they found him and the woman, slow dancing at the very bar they met at.

There's a million things you could be doing, but there's one thing you're damn sure glad you did

Take a drunk girl home

Let her sleep all alone

Leave her keys on the counter your number by the phone

Pick up her life she threw on the floor

Leave the hall lights on walk out and lock the door

That's how you know the difference in a boy and man

Take a drunk girl home

Took a drunk girl home

In the sober light of dawn

She left you a message she thanked you on the phone

Cause you picked up her life she threw on the floor

You left the hall lights on walked out and locked the door

That's how she knows the difference between a boy and man

Take a drunk girl home

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(A/n- I know its not the day it should be uploaded but I finished the second part and decided to post it now, so the third will be posted on the 8th..  Ë̶̳̳͓̙̮́ň̶̪̺̹̏̋̈́͑͜j̴̳̓̾́̚ỏ̵͕̦̹̗̍̈́͘y̷͚͉͛́̆͛͝ ̸̙̭̞̙̓t̴̰̦̤̉̾͝h̸̦̟͇̬̭̓̕é̵̳̖͗̈́̆͋ ̵͚͉̬̘̽̒̍͘͘š̵̓̒͛͜ĥ̸̨o̸͖͕̍́̇̕w̷͎͇̟̟̦̓!̸̦̥͑͝) Avengers x dead!child!reader

Warnings- Gore, horror, spooks, abuse? sorta

Teaser Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Epilogue

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Ca·dav·er·ous- resembling a corpse in being very pale, thin, or bony.

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Arriving at the two story, ancient house the Avengers take note of the eerie feeling of being watched an they silently gaze up at the house. Sam decided to tag along, though he said he’d be staying outside keeping an eye on things from there.

“Does anyone hear that?” Natasha asks, tilting her head to the side to listen better.

“The creepy music or the crying?” Clint says, frowning as he looks around for the source.

“Its coming from inside obviously, as if this could get any more creepy,” Tony speaks, his helmet open to get a view of the place.

The soft tune escapes out through the cracked windows, carrying along the sound of crying. The house is broken down, looking as if it could collapse at any minute, shutters hanging off their hinges next to the windows, and shingles hang from the rooftop.

An the team scope the area out Bucky stares at the tree in front of the house. Images of him and a small child climbing the tree flash briefly through his mind. None of them notice the eyes watching from the attic window or the door slowly creaking open. When they do notice a small child stands on the porch, a bloodied bandage over their eyes. Steve was the first to see them, tapping Bucky on the shoulder causing him to turn and look over. His eyes widen and his voice is quiet, “It’s them.”

Everyone looks at the child who now waits there, silently for a tense moment. Then the kid giggles clutching a bear to its chest before turning and running inside.

“It’s just a kid,” Clint says in disbelief, “The reports were right, it's literally just a kid.”

Bucky glances over to him before looking at Tony who finally speaks, “We need to get to the bottom of this.”

“Are we just going to ignore the fact that the kid had a bandage around its face? Or the fact that it had blood on it?” Sam asks, looking at everyone, then uneasily at the door.

“Then it's a good thing your staying behind to watch the outside of the house,” Bucky says, looking at the house shifting his feet a bit.

“Your damn right I am, nope. Not going in there,” Sam exclaims throwing his hands into the air and retreating back to the jet.

“Let's get this party started,” Says Tony, as he walks towards the house.

Natasha rolls her eyes muttering, “I’d hardly call this a party.”

The others follow after them and once they step into the old house the hairs on the back of their necks stand up. After everything is inside the door behind them slams shut and the hoes goes silent, the music and the crying even fade leaving their breathing and erratic heart beats to only be heard.

An the silence rings through the air the music starts back up again followed by a small voice, “Do you want to play?”

Their heads snap towards the voice. The room looks to be a sitting room, the furniture is covered in cobwebs and dust. A sheet hangs over what appears to be a painting that rests over a mantle, and there in the hallway is the ethereal glow of a child standing on a faded red carpet with questionable stains on it. Blood drips from under the bandages around the child's eyes, they look like tears as they slide down the beings cheeks and silently to the carpet. The child holds a teddy bear dangling from its arm, its eyes staring blanking ahead.

“W-what?” Tony stutters, backing up a step at the appearance of the child.

“Do you want to play with me?” They repeat, “I haven’t been able to play with anyone in a while. They always scream and run away from me.”

Steve frowns but quickly speaks up,” What happened to your..” He trails off not wanting to say more.

“My eyes? Oh.. Mommy said I saw to much.. So she took my eyes. Do you want to see?”

Before anyone can protest the kid lifts the bandages revealing bleeding, empty eye sockets. Then a light flashes before them revealing the image of a woman standing over a child who cries as they hold their eyes, blood oozing through their fingers.

“[Y/n] stop!” Bucky yells, the image snaps fading away to reveal the child facing him, the bandage back over their eyes.

There's a whimper at the moment as the child speaks, “B-bucky.”

“Hey little pea,” He replies a small smile appearing on his face. The child just hoists the bear up to their chest holding it close.

“I haven't heard that name in so long,” they sniff, but strangely the bears eyes begin to glow red.

“[Y/n] you need to stop this,” He says, watching the bear uneasily.

“But I just want to play. Bad men came before and said he wanted to get rid of me, he threw water at me that burned. Now teddy saying your going to take me away to!”

“No I won-”

“He says you’ll make me disappear. I don’t want to go, I don’t want to disappear!” The being lets out a shriek, causing the lights to suddenly flicker on before flickering off again. Everyone holds their ears an the sound increases. Bucky winces holding his ears but looks at the child who cries, blood falling endlessly from the bandage.

“[Y/n] please stop!” Bucky yells over the noise, shakily removing his hands from his ears, collapsing to his knees with his arms open wide.

Before he knows it, he’s engulfed in a bone chilling cold spreading through his body and causing himself to go numb. The child’s scream fades away as they cry into his chest as his arms move to wrap around the shivering body.

“This child.. They have been through so much,” Wanda whispers, covering her mouth an tears well in her eyes. Her eyes fade from red, having just looked through the kids memories.

Everyone looks at her before looking back to Bucky who now picks up the child murmuring softly to them.

The sound of foot falls cause them to look towards the stairs, where they all tense. There stands another figure looking no older than five and exactly like the child in Bucky’s arms. Though instead of a bandage over their eyes and empty eyes sockets, this time blood seeps through their mouth. It falls to the floor with sickeningly plops and begins to pool together at their feet into a puddle.

The figures head tilts to the side as an voice echoes off the walls breaking the thick silence, “Do you want to color with me?”

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(A/n- Welcome all ye peopleee.... Today is the beginning of my new little series, I hope everyone enjoys this for I have enjoyed planning it out... Welcome to October Frights É̵͔̜̐n̸̳̓̌j̴̠̯̄͂ó̸͉̉͜y̴̥̾͐ ̸̪̋͝t̵͍͓̽h̵̢͝ë̸͇̗́ ̷̹͒̑s̸̬̒h̴̤͇̿͘o̴̡͑w̶͠͠ͅ!)

Avengers x dead!child!reader

Warnings- Gore, horror, spooks, abuse? sorta

Teaser Ch.1 Ch.2 Ch.3 Ch.4 Ch.5 Epilogue

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Pre·ter·nat·u·ral- beyond what is normal or natural.

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It was a normal day at the compound, agents bustling around, papers being slapped against desks, chairs scratching on the floor as they were moved back. The smell of coffee lingered in the air from a fresh brew in the offices. Steve, looking around at the stuffy, white walled room, has to bite back a groan. Today is the day he has to do a lot of paperwork, it’s not his favorite day of the week. After countless days of taking down some Hydra bases, the paperwork has piled up on the blonde’s desk.

He lets out a groan, running a hand over his face as he walks over towards his office, plopping down in the black leather chair. Usually he’d let Tony handle the work, but he did it the last time so it was Steve’s turn. Moving the stack of papers in front of him, Steve grabs a pen from a drawer and begins to slave over the stack of papers in front of him.

Hours later, the stack of papers is down to just a few. Though he pauses as his little pocket phone starts to buzz. He leans back in the chair, thankful for the break and pulls out the flip phone and answers the call, “Hello?”

“Steve I need you to gather everyone and come to the meeting room, we have another job that possibly might need us,” Tony’s voice speaks from the phone.

“I’ll be there in a sec,” Steve answers, hanging up once the line goes dead. He stands up and presses a button on the phone, sending out a text to everyone in his contacts list, which ranges from Bucky all the way to Natasha.

He took his time getting to the meeting room hoping everyone arrived before him. He glanced around an he stepped in everyone but Bruce and Thor in the room. Bucky glances over at Steve moving a chair out for the blonde, who moves and takes a seat in the black chair.

“Okay, so I know everyone is a bit surprised at this meet. It’s not our typical run of the mill mission. We were specifically asked by the Mayor to see into this. Apparently there have been several murders, enough to call it a massacre at this old house that they have been trying to demolish for years,” Tony says, once everyone has entered the room and taken a seat.

The others nod as he goes onto explain what has happened at the house. “Currently over 20 people have died trying to demolish it. Reports have said that workers have seen a image of a little child running around the house with a small teddy bear, but no one has taken any pictures of it.”

“So basically this is a ghost story we are dealing with?” Ask Natasha from where she sits next to Clint who munches on a doughnut.

“Technically yes, but I have ideas that it may be a person with ability to cause this. I have no idea though,” Tony answers, looking at everyone at the table who pass around the files.

Bucky looks down at the photos of the house and the reports of what’s happened. His eyebrows suddenly draw together, the address to him is familiar as if he’s seen it or been there before. “Steve?” He asks, turning to the next page of the file.

“Yeah Buck?” Steve says, turning his head to look at him.

“I, know this place. I use to play with the kid who lived here. They- well we were friends, but they weren’t always allowed out of their houses. Their parents weren’t the best of people,” Bucky says lifting his head to look at everyone. They give a odd look tilting their heads.

Tony is the first to speak up, “So your saying this has possibly gone on for longer then recent years?”

“It's possible, they disappeared when I turned ten, I never saw them again.”

Tony nodes, “Well Steve, you, Natasha, Wanda and Clint as well as me will all be going to investigate the house. I read some of the reports that most of the stuff going on doesn’t happen till it gets dark out so we’ll leave tomorrow around five, be sure you have everything you’ll need. We hopefully will not be gone long.”

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“I feel, we’ll have visitors soon,” Says as eerie voice. It bounces off the old wooden walls littered with cobwebs and all sorts of cracks in the wood. In the middle of the large room is a body, with a small box lined in a bit of gold.

Shadowy figures come from the shadows, surrounding the body of what appears to be a small child. All four of the figures create a circle, each of them having a bandage wrapped around a part of their bodies. They all look like the body that lies on the ground.

“I hope they are coming to play with me,” Says the smaller of the figures, who’s bandage around its eyes bleeds more at the excited movements it creates.

“I doubt they will play, maybe they will draw with me?” One of them says, holding its bloody fingers. The bandage around its ears bleeds as well, trickling down the figures head and dropping onto the ground.

“I believe they will be there to take us away,” The tallest speaks, its voice echoing and seeming to glitch with staticy sounds.

“B-but I don’t want to go away,” Cries the smallest, hugging the teddy bear close to its chest.

“Then we must keep them out,” Says the tallest, the hole in its chest out on display seeming to not care as blood trickles down its body.

They all look to one another nodding an they fade into the shadows of the walls, but the tallest remains looking down at the body on the floor, “We will be safe. I promise.”

It leans down opening the box to reveal an angel that begins to turn as the figure turns the knob on the side. Soft music begins to play, echoing throughout the house an the body seems to move and curl in on itself. From the body, soft cries can be heard that combine with the music.

The house fills with the soft music, echoing down the halls and off the old walls. The figures retreat to their specific rooms or halls awaiting the arrival of guests and possibly the ending of their story but the beginning of another.

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We All Fall Down (Teaser)

Avengers x dead!child!reader(sorta?)

Long ago there was a house on the outskirts of New York City. There resided a family of three. The mother and father loved each other very much, but their child was not loved, for they were a mistake. Constantly they abused the child and bit by bit they lost themselves to the abuse. First it was their tongue, then followed the eyes, after that it was their ears and last their heart. The loss killed the child, that now still rests in the attic of the old house beside their beloved music box that to this day still plays is soft tune, calming the enraged spirit. Though the parents are long since dead, driven mad by the music, the house still remains. Years later in the present the removal of the house is being stalled by disturbances. The Avengers are called to inspect the place, though it might be overkill a lot of workers had died trying to demolish the house. Reports of a small child crying and screaming at them cause the Avengers to be uneasy. It’s time for the professionals to do their job.

Ch.1

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We All Fall Down Masterlist

Avengers x dead!child!reader

Teaser

Ch.1

Ch.2

Ch.3

Ch.4

Ch.5

Epilogue