The Rotted Man (Nightmare!England x Child!Reader)The Rotted Man (Nightmare!England x Child!Reader) by PenumbraWolfy
Author's Note: The poem is a bit gory. So please read with caution
When I was a child of only three
The Rotted man came for me
late one night from my open door
he slowly crept across the floor
Your hands fumbled with a stuffed rabbit toy. Its furry face staring right back at you as you sat up in bed. Mommy and daddy were fighting again. It was the fifth time this week. You covered your ears and closed your eyes, blocking out the screaming and the yelling. But, it was no use. Daddy's yell was loud, and it reached your ears through your little hands. You began to sniffle and let the tears roll down your precious face.
A tall, dark figure walked in. He was a man with shaggy blonde hair and dull-green eyes. Without a word, he stood in front of you, smirking.
he took me by the hand and said
I’ll save you from this life of dread
we left the house in the early morn
and took his carriage of blackened thorn
we rode for hours through thick dense
(Bucky x reader) NightmareSummary: set after the events of The Winter Soldier (so there may be spoilers) Bucky has remembered his past and is living in your (an ex S.H.I.E.L.D agent) house (he has yet to find or tell Steve). A rouge Hydra agent breaks into your house. Bucky comforts you afterwards and he gets a haircut. Warning: may include fluff.(Bucky x reader) Nightmare by Bookedtillsaturday
You hear the door open and close. So you call out.
“Bucky is that you?” you wait for an answer. No one answers and you hear footsteps along the corridor. You grab the gun Bucky made you have on your person at all times –you silently thank him for that even if you did protest at the idea- you creep along to the door silently. You crouch and lean round the door frame pointing the gun in front of you. You look up to the face of the intruder and find it is some man who you have never seen before. You stand and face him keeping the gun trained on him.
“Who are y
Nightmares ~N.Italy X Reader~Nightmares ~N.Italy X Reader~ by FrostyChica
A.N. There is swearing. Don't like? Don't read. It's that simple.
You bolted up in your bed. "Not again..." you whined to yourself. Your hair was a mess and tangled every which way. You'd had another nightmare. The same nightmare you've been having for the past week. And thanks to this little 'bad dream', there were dark circles under your eyes due to lack of sleep. You took a quick glance the alarm clock radio sitting on the nightstand beside you. The bright red numbers read 2:17 a.m. You decided to side with your better judgement and try to go back to sleep. It felt like less than an hour, but you shrieked once more, and your eyes flew open. 'Why? Damn it, why?' you thought to yourself. Curling up in a little ball, you buried your face in your knees, but didn't cry. Because crying wouldn't change the fact that she'd never come back. You hadn't had a good cry in a while though. Suddenly, you heard a soft knock on the door to your apartment.
"_______? Are you ok