𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬 and 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 for various 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐀𝐔𝐬. I'll post singular AUs that don't have enough parts to make up dedicated books. If, in the future, I write more about any of the individual...
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— Summary; Day 22 of my Flufftober 2022. — Warnings; Mention of weapons and murder, horror vibes. — Originally posted; October 22 2022
Tonight was yours and Bucky's weekly movie night marathon, and since it was October, you were, of course, going to watch something spooky.
"Ok, are you ready for some spooks?" Bucky asked as he sat the popcorn down on the coffee table.
"Oh, yes, I am."
He found his place beside you on the sofa with all the soft and fluffy blankets, pressing play once you both settled down comfortably.
For the first 20 minutes of the movie, everything was fine until suddenly, all the power went out in the house, making you shriek in fear.
"Well, that's not fucking scary at all." Bucky chuckled nervously.
"No, why did this happen while watching a fucking scary movie, Buck?" You panicked.
"It's probably just a circuit that's been overloaded. Don't worry; I'll fix it. Just stay here. I know how much you hate the basement.
"Hurry, please."
"I'll be right back."
You grabbed your phone and put the flashlight on so that you weren't sitting in total darkness.
It's been 10 minutes, and he still wasn't back. Why was it taking so long? It shouldn't be so hard to turn it back on.
Suddenly, you hear a scream that sounded like Bucky coming from the basement. In a panic, you got to your feet as you called for him.
"Bucky! Bucky! Are you alright?"
Nothing...
You called his name again, but no answer.
Worried that he may have tripped and hurt himself, you make your way to the basement door. Standing at the top of the stairs, you shined the light down to see if you saw anything.
"Please, Bucky, tell me if everything's ok!"
Still no answer...
"I swear to fucking God, Buck, you better not be messing with me!"
Nothing...
"Alright, I'm coming down."
You fucking hated the basement, but you had to make sure he was ok. You slowly started your descent down the stairs. The wood creaked under your steps. Your heart was pumping hard and fast in your chest.
What if someone had broken into your house and turned off all the lights on purpose to get you both down here and murder you? What if Bucky was dead? Fuck, why didn't you bring a fucking knife with you?
When you got to the bottom of the stairs, you listened for sounds, but it was dead quiet. That made it even more terrifying.
You made your way to the circuit box, shining the light in the pitch-dark basement.
A chill ran down your spine. You couldn't shake the feeling that something or someone was watching you.
Suddenly, you felt light breathing down your neck. Your blood turned cold, and your body stiffened up when you felt a hand on your shoulder.
This is how you fucking die. Someone had come to kill you.
You turned around and were met with a horrifying face—a face of a demon.
You screamed as they do in horror movies.
You didn't know what to do, so you did the only thing your mind and body could think of, getting down to the ground in a fetal position. There was no point in running. You were going to die.
You suddenly hear laughter, and you immediately recognise that it's Bucky. That little fucking shit was enjoying how much he had petrified you.
"Are you fucking kidding me, Bucky? I almost had a fucking heart attack. I really thought I was gonna die. It's not fucking funny." You hit his shoulder. "If I had brought a knife down with me, I would have fucking stabbed you, asshole!"
He took the demon mask off, still laughing.
"Oh, you should have fucking seen yourself, doll. Absolutely priceless!"
"Shithead." You mumbled under your breath.
He offered his hand to help you up from the ground. You looked at it in disgust for a second or two before you took it. He pulled you up and gave you a big comforting hug.
"I'm sorry, doll. But I did prank you real fucking good; you have to admit that."
"I fucking hate you."
"Well, I love you too, silly girl."
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